Paroles
Meanwhile back in the year one
When you belonged to no-one
You didn't stand a chance son
If your pants were undone.
'Cause you were bred for humanity
And sold to society
One day you'll wake up
In the present day
A million generations
Removed from expectations of
Being who you really want to be.
Skating away,
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day.
So as you push off from the shore
Won't you turn your head once more
And make your peace with everyone?
For those who choose to stay
Will live just one more day
To do the things they should have done.
And as you cross the wilderness
Spinning in your emptiness:
You feel you have to pray.
Looking for a sign that the universal mind has written you into the passion play.
Skating away,
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day.
And as you cross the circle line
The ice-wall creaks behind
You're a rabbit on the run.
And the silver splinters fly
In the corner of your eye
Shining in the setting sun.
Well, do you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real and in the present
tense?
Or that everybody's on the stage,
And it seems like you're the only person
Sitting in the audience?
Skating away,
Skating away
Skating away
On the thin ice of the new day,
Skating away,
Skating away,
Skating away
