Tekst piosenki
[Verse 1]
Once art was short and life was long;
We stood before you on the stage; marked our bonds in bars
We kept the tempo good and strong
Together we were all the rage, then the wrath moved on and we were left
Hell-
Bent
Hide-
Bound
[Chorus 1]
In the age of recorded sound
In the age of recorded sound
Signifying everything we’d do;
In time
[Verse 2]
Then art grew longer, life less so;
You paired off into parenthood, swearing you’d be back
With longing looks we watched you go
But somehow it was understood; further down the track we’d meet again
All
Home-
Ward
Bound
[Chorus 2]
In the age of recorded sound
In the age of recorded sound
Signifying everything we’d done;
In time
[Verse 3]
Now all our yesterdays await;
Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow at the door
Perhaps we’ve left it rather late;
To walk among you for a while
Very soon we shall be heard no more
But in the meantime
We can play
In the meantime
There’s still today
And today
[And today]
There’s still today
And today
[And today]
There’s still today…
There’s still today
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