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No Time
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Song is about the pain and ultimate results of not having enough time or love for others.
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SKySWiM is the core project name for all musical work by Arnie Stanton. Arnie Stanton has been very involved in creating an eclectic musical blend of classical, electronic, rock, jazz, and other styles. Because of his wide musical background from training and listening, he tends to not stay long with one particular sound, mood, or feel. Arnie creates music meant to evoke deep emotions and strong visual imagery. His lyrics have spiritual overtones, sometimes comforting, but more often, challenging and ominous. He plays trombone, keyboards, sings, and usually talks in the first person, rather than third person tense, as he is doing here. :-) His base of operations is in Torrance, California. The official SKySWiM web page is .
Song Info
Charts
#7,352 in subgenre Peak #72
Charts
Peak #380
Author
Arnie Stanton
Rights
1987
Uploaded
May 04, 2003
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
No Time is a song that has to do with the pain and hurt we all feel toward "evil" in the world. The song personifies evil as being the one who originally seduced all of us into our various forms of self-destruction. The song also looks forward to the destruction of evil. The song was originally inspired by the pain caused by a former girlfriend, who I found out too late was about as evil as they come. Extrapolation of the pain to ultimate things was inevitable.
Lyrics
The cold stare of the starlight and the mocking winds of ice They fill the sky from here to eternity Only God knows the extent of your wake Loyal to none since the battle begun Too proud to learn the law of love You feast your guests while tainting the dessert No time No more time No time left for you No time for living The grass here was greener but you found dirt was much cheaper You color the crimson blue and despise the chosen few See the tears you've caused and the wounds that you've given They'll never be forgotten Your days left are a few before you hit ground floor Ooh, you ghostly politican
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