Over the Wire
Echoes of Unneeded Passion: Over the Wire
Lyrics
Behind all the rusting cranes, in the lengthening shadows of the Empire days
Reflection on industrial decline symbolized by rusting cranes during the era of the British Empire.
there's a world that waits, but it's not needed.
There's a world waiting, but it's disregarded or unimportant.
In the teeming rows behind the goal - yelling for blood on the pitch below;
Describing passionate fans behind the goal, questioning where their intensity goes when not in demand.
where does all the passion go when it's not needed?
Wondering about the destination of passion when it is not required or relevant.
Over the wire, and into the darkness . . .
Transition to a new setting, possibly a metaphorical journey, moving beyond a boundary (wire) into the unknown.
Come evangelists of the Grand New Age proclaiming the future that they stole,
Critiquing those who claim to represent a glorious future but have stolen it, paralleling priests who condemn what they can't control.
condemning the things they can't control - just like the priests before;
Addressing the hypocrisy of condemning uncontrollable things, akin to the actions of priests in the past.
and now I can hear them call - the ghosts of the 1914-18 war
Hearing the echoes of the ghosts of World War I, possibly commenting on the lingering impact of war on society.
Where do all the innocents go when they're not needed?
Questioning the fate of innocents when they are no longer necessary or valued.
Over the wire and into the darkness . . .
Reiteration of crossing a boundary, suggesting a departure into darkness or the unknown.
And the dawn it will come like blood across the sky,
Anticipating a significant change or event represented by the dawn, but not in the expected or conventional manner.
Not the way that you think, not the way that you dream
Challenging conventional expectations of the future, dreams, and the perception of how things will unfold.
In the silence of God, in the fullness of time,
Referencing a divine or profound silence and the passage of time.
like blood across the sky - the dawn it will come - the dawn it will come.
Emphasizing the inevitability of a significant change, likened to blood staining the sky at dawn.
All still, like the pitshafts and the two-mile-down where they buried their hearts;
Comparing stillness to pitshafts and burial sites, questioning where loyalty goes when not required.
where does all the loyalty go when it's not needed?
Continuation of questioning the destination of loyalty when it is no longer relevant.
In the plastic seats behind the goal yelling for blood on the pitch below;
Returning to the passionate fans, contemplating where their intensity dissipates when not needed.
where does all the passion go when it's not needed?
Reiteration of the earlier question about the fate of passion when it loses its relevance.
Over the wire and into the darkness . . .
Final repetition of crossing a boundary, again suggesting a venture into the unknown or darkness.
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