September 03, 2005 — Flashing Back… A Long Way Back.   Leave a comment

Losing It — Rush *
Picture of Rush on a concert stage

(From the 1982 album, Signals… Yikes! was it that long ago?)

The dancer slows her frantic pace
In pain and desperation,
Her aching limbs and downcast face
Aglow with perspiration

Stiff as wire, her lungs on fire,
With just the briefest pause
Then flooding through her memory,
The echoes of old applause.

She limps across the floor
And closes her bedroom door…

The writer stare with glassy eyes
Defies the empty page
His beard is white, his face is lined
And streaked with tears of rage.

Thirty years ago, how the words would flow
With passion and precision,
But now his mind is dark and dulled
By sickness and indecision

And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more…

Some are born to move the world
To live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about
The things we’d like to be

Sadder still to watch it die
Than never to have known it
For you, the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee…

* Lyrics posted here, as you would expect, without the artists‘ permission.

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Posted Saturday, September 3, 2005 by Grant in Random

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