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I'm running out of time
I'm out of step and closing down
And never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed and uselessly
Always the need to feel again
The real belief of something more than mockery
If only I could fill my heart with love
I'm out of step and closing down
And never sleep for wanting hours
The empty hours of greed and uselessly
Always the need to feel again
The real belief of something more than mockery
If only I could fill my heart with love
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See how it builds extravagantly and fills and explores the definitive. All three instruments do the same thing at different times. Instruments are expressed definitively and independently.
Exuberant and exhaustive song.
The song is about the meaninglessness of self examination and the absorption it incurs.
The drums never cease.
They never change.
They are frantic and searching and then they die.
Yeah, pretty much sums up the sadness of life. One of my favorite songs ever...
@ rahtwinkle: you are not alone.