Lyrics
I was born onto the earth, mama died on the night of my birth
I entered this world as my mother passed away on the night of my birth.
I grew up with no place to jam, just hearin' the talk of somewhere remembering
I grew up without a place to express myself through music, only hearing stories about distant places.
When all the children sang and all you heard was the word
Reminiscing a time when all children sang, and the world was filled with harmonious words.
It's funny how we've changed, we're getting closer
Reflecting on the changes in life, how we've evolved and become closer.
To the day we'll never see the rising sun, it's setting
Anticipating a day that will never come, where the sun both rises and sets, symbolizing a lost opportunity.
In the day we'll never see, what have we done?
Questioning the actions taken and their consequences on a day that will never be witnessed.
Crucify, while you stand by, you hear the call, don't blink an eye
Describing a scenario of betrayal or condemnation while observers remain indifferent.
Where will you go, nowhere to run, what can we save when the damage is done
Contemplating a situation with no escape, wondering what can be salvaged after irreversible damage.
The world is spinning round
Observing the continuous cycle of life and the world's constant motion.
The light of the moon is now the tear of the clown
Metaphorically linking the moonlight to the sorrow of a clown, suggesting a hidden sadness.
Hear the word, it's comin' down, we're getting closer
Awareness of a message coming down, signaling a proximity to an elusive day.
To the day we'll never see the rising sun, it's setting
Reiterating the anticipation of a day with a rising sun that will never happen; it's setting.
In the day we'll never see, we're getting closer
Emphasizing the closeness to a day that will never be witnessed, with a sense of regret.
To the day we'll never see the rising sun, it's setting
Repeating the idea of a missed opportunity as the sun sets on a day that will never come.
In the day we'll never see, what have we done
Reflecting on the irreversible actions taken on the day that will never be seen.
The world is spinning round
Reiterating the perpetual motion of the world and the emotional turmoil represented by the clown's tears.
The light of the moon is now the tear of the clown
Connecting the moon's light to the clown's tears, symbolizing hidden sadness.
Hear the word, it's comin' down, we're getting closer
Being mindful of a message descending, indicating the proximity of an intangible day.
To the day we'll never see the rising sun, it's setting
Expressing the nearing of a day with a sun that rises but never sets.
In the day we'll never see, what have we done
Contemplating the consequences of actions on a day that will never be observed.
To the day we'll never see the rising sun, it's setting
Repeating the anticipation of a day with a sun that will never rise; it's setting.
In the day we'll never see, the time has come, the time has come
Acknowledging the arrival of a moment that will never be seen, emphasizing its significance.
To the day we'll never see... in the day we'll never see...
Repeating the theme of a day that will never be witnessed, underscoring its eternal absence.
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