Sea of Tranquility
Voyage to Eternity: Unveiling the Soulful Odyssey in Barclay James Harvest's 'Sea of Tranquility'
Lyrics
We steered our ship to the Sea of all Tranquility
We directed our ship towards the Sea of Tranquility, a metaphorical destination.
The only sound our voices, as star-struck we fly
The only audible sounds are our voices, expressing awe as we soar among the stars.
Our hopes ever high
Our expectations are consistently optimistic and positive.
That the songs we sing and the words we bring
We aspire that the songs we create and the words we share endure indefinitely.
Should never die
An affirmation that the artistic expression should have lasting impact.
We set our sights on the Sea of all Tranquility
We aim for the Sea of Tranquility again, implying a cyclic journey.
Our pointless flight betraying now fallen we are
Our purposeless journey reveals our fallen state.
(Gods of old now broken and defaced)
The reference to broken and defaced gods suggests a loss of divine guidance.
Compared to a star
We are diminished in comparison to a star, emphasizing our insignificance.
And the final reach to that barren beach
The distant destination is unattainable, reflecting on the futility of the pursuit.
Is much too far
The journey's end is too distant, symbolizing the difficulty of achieving goals.
Yesterday our songs of glory shone
A reminiscence of past glory and success in the songs of yesterday.
A dream of ages every one
An idealized dream from ages past, possibly emphasizing the transient nature of success.
We sold our souls for senseless gain
Sacrificing moral values for material gain, with a sense of regret.
And brought our harvest home in vain
The harvest brought home in vain signifies the emptiness of the achieved success.
(Above the seven seas is one)
An enigmatic reference to the significance of the seven seas, possibly symbolizing vastness or completeness.
Yesterday our songs of glory shone
Repetition of the reflection on past glories, underscoring a sense of nostalgia.
A dream of ages every one
A recurrence of the dream from ages past, reinforcing the theme of transience.
We sold our souls for senseless gain
A repetition of the theme of sacrificing integrity for gain, with a tone of remorse.
And brought our harvest home in vain
The futile outcome of bringing the harvest home, echoing the emptiness of the pursuit.
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