I'm getting older by the instant.
I'm getting older, I can''t keep my eyes open any longer.
The sun's already coming up,
And I am slowly going down.
The ground will open up for me,
Prepare her violent breath for me.
And on the Winds of Change,
I hear those things that have always been the same,
They call my name.
The Winds of Change,
They call my name.
The whole world's slowly dying.
The whole world is drying up,
but no one wants to face the truth.
So they greet each sunrise
With a look of feigned surprise,
But you can see it in their eyes:
They know tomorrow morning means their demise,
So they try to hide their fear behind their lies.
They try and try and try,
As lifetimes pass them by.
They waste their last night,
Waiting for the light.
credits
from Sons 1.1,
released December 21, 2007
All the background noises, the talking, the coughing, etc., are of my family, who were not aware they were being recorded.
Helicopter Noise:
Recorded by Charel Sytze
helicopter 1.mp3
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