Impressions gathered passing through this world of tears and laughter. I was never much like other people, and that cost me dearly until I saw what a fine gift it was. More at the lyrics.
Another reminder, of THINGS WILL CHANGE. I wasn't allowed to give up. Looking back, it's really reality defying that I'm still here, but when the gods ain't done torturing you, the gods ain't done torturing you. Great song, as if you can do anything else.
The personal skillfully interlaced with the impersonal perspective
Bidding Goodbye, the contraction of God Be With Ye
Exhorting cheerleading the divine spirit within every human illusion
To proceed with the Great Work
What else is there but the only One?
Lift our eyes from the ground calling us down
Feel the inner certainty is all there is
Well done my son, is all we long to hear
Another reminder, of THINGS WILL CHANGE. I wasn't allowed to give up. Looking back, it's really reality defying that I'm still here, but when the gods ain't done torturing you, the gods ain't done torturing you. Great song, as if you can do anything else.
Autobiographical in parts.
You had it ten times worse than I did, but I'm a bigger wuss.