
Date of issue: 12.07.1997
Song language: English
People Passing By |
A September sun emerges through clouds, chasing across the sky. |
Thoughts are evoked behind detached eyes but people are just passing by: |
With smiles for protection. |
Unable to see |
behind the creature that he seems to be. |
Once he was a child with burning desires |
with hopes and dreams of what was to come. |
So he’s lost some faith but still there are fires |
deep inside that he must drench to numb. |
If we could try to share some of his wounds just for a while. |
But we’re all just people passing by! |
He’s searching through crowds for one that is gone. |
Rejecting the facts one more day. |
Talking too loud to silence the glow. |
Coldness becoming his way. |
Empathy can’t reach through all that blame! |
Smiles now forgotten, locked in their frames! |
Now he’s counting time in beggings and bottles |
fading away beneath old news. |
So he lost a war: «will I be dead very long?» |
He can still hear his voice through the coldness! |
If we could try to ease some of his pain just for a while. |
But we’re all just people passing by! |
Once he was strong, and filled with visions. |
With life ahead he set his aims. |
Then things went wrong. |
Now his ambitions have turned to smiles conserved in frames. |
Still could be strong could be a prophet! |
He would teach truth to every man! |
He’d see the light through every shadow, but Entropia denies he can! |
He’s sitting numb while dusk is falling. |
Alone he whispers his «goodnight» |
Turning away, when sleep is calling, from all the people passing by… |