From the stars back to our cities, where we’ve never felt so small.

Tune of the day, because everything about this song is wizard. The lyrics make me think. Together with the dramatic music it makes it so powerful. Epic song.

I saw a friend that I once knew at a funeral,
he took the time out to be seen.
His eyes kept glancing to the hour hand on the gold watch,
that he’d been given by a magazine.

He didn’t cry when the priest gave the sermon,
just pulled up the woolen collar on his fleece.
Crossed his arms, gave a sigh and checked the time again,
as he sat inches from the wife of the deceased

He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls.
From the stars back to our cities, where we’ve never felt so small

Rain drops from his window, making puddles in his hands.
He thinks how quick the water’s rising as another raindrop lands

He took a chauffeur driven car back to his hotel,
passing through the sick streets where he was born.
He said “Driver, what’s happened to these buildings? They all look run down and so alone.”

He took a shower in the bathroom of his penthouse,
put the Do not Disturb on his door.
When the maid came in the morning,
she found him shivering on the bedroom floor

He catches raindrops on his window, it reminds him how he falls.
From the stars back to our cities, where we’ve never felt so small

Rain drops from his window,  making puddles in his hands.
He thinks how quick the water’s rising as another raindrop lands

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