Lyric discussion by Trucidare 

I always thought this song was about that point at which the secular experience mutates into memory; the point at the dynamic between the party (Holly, Charlemagne etc.) and the aspiration become antithetical.

Just like the 'moment' a memory doesn't bear any temporal significance once it has passed, so getting 'as high' as you got is a logical impossibility. What is in the past stays in the past and so to live a life chasing the feelings conjured by the fragmented sensual apparitions of memory is as futile as trying to 'feel' a concept - in the tactile sense - would be.

Strange analogy

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