Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Tread that fine line. 'Till the end of time.

Queen - Innuendo

While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand
While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land
While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow
'Till the mountains crumble into the plain

Oh yes we'll keep on tryin'
Tread that fine line
Oh we'll keep on tryin yeah
Just passing our time

While we live according to race, colour or creed
While we rule by blind madness and pure greed
Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion
Through the eons, and on and on

Oh yes we'll keep on tryin'
We'll tread that fine line
Oh oh we'll keep on tryin'
'Till the end of time
'Till the end of time

Through the sorrow all through our splendour
Don't take offence at my innuendo

You can be anything you want to be
Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be
Be free with your tempo be free be free
Surrender your ego be free be free to yourself

Oooh ooh
If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky
If there's a point if there's a reason to live or die
0If there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask
Show yourself - destroy our fears - release your mask

Oh yes we'll keep on trying
Hey tread that fine line
Yeah we'll keep on smiling yeah (yeah yeah)
And whatever will be will be
We'll keep on trying
We'll just keep on trying
'Till the end of time
'Till the end of time
'Till the end of time

-- But, Show must go on? --

Queen - The Show Must Go On

Monday, July 15, 2013

So said the lighthouse keeper.

Klaatu - Little Neutrino

Klaatu - So said the lighthouse keeper & Hope

I am the very loneliest
Of creatures in the universe
Indeed I am an epitaph to Man
For having witnessed mass destruction
Like you've never dreamed and worse
I fear I shall bear witness once again
So said the lighthouse keeper
As he struggled up the spiral stairs
Which led him to the laser flare
Which scanned the cosmic void
Where keeping constant vigil
He'd forewarn, this gallant guard of guards
Beware all ships the space graveyard
And it's stones of asteroids
For though my race was thought immune
Themselves they did consume
So be warned or be mourned tomorrow
And from your deafess do desist
And pray take heed of this
For your present course
Can only end in sorrow
So said the lighthouse keeper
As he wiped a teardrop from his nose
Upon which his spectacles rose
And gazed out to the stars
And like a portrait still he stared
And sighing to himself declared
I must invent the perfect prayer
Not yours, not mine, but ours
Which in the name of charity
Might lead us to Eternal Peace
The ultimate philosophy
Some simple, single phrase
The old and much encumbered man
Then came to rest with head in hand
He thought
And thought
And thought away his last remaining day
When to his end the old man came
Death told him "You'll not die in vain"
And on his lips the fatal kiss was placed
But from within his falling chest
The old man uttered one last breath
And had we heard his parting word
We'd know that he had said.