. . . is healthy for the soul.
In their own image
Their world is fashioned
No wonder they don’t understand
—Neil Peart, 1980
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Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
—Neil Peart,1982
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You can do a lot in a lifetime
If you don’t burn out too fast
You can make the most of the distance
—Neil Peart, 1985
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Now it’s come to this
It’s like we’re back in the Dark Ages
From the Middle East to the Middle West
It’s a world of superstition
—Neil Peart, 2007
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The future disappears into memory
With only a moment between.
Forever dwells in that moment,
Hope is what remains to be seen.
Forever dwells in that moment,
Hope is what remains to be seen.
—Neil Peart, 2012
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Great stuff, Brad! I absolutely love those lyrics from Clockwork Angels. Remembering that life and the present reside between memory of the past and contemplation of the future is so important. Almost reminds me of Tolkien in LOR, the only thing we have to decide is what to do with the time that we have been given.
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Agreed, Bryan!
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Well, I take umbrage with the lyrics about the “Dark Ages,” as it might be good, in certain ways, to be back in the 13th century. The real Dark Ages began, I think, in the 1700s, during the so-called “Enlightenment.” But, hey, I’m a bit grumpy today. 🙂
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Carl, grumpy man, at least I didn’t quote “his mind is not for rent to any god or government”! I take the lines to mean folks such as Fred whatshisname from Topeka. But, maybe Peart means more than that?
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