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High Hopes

My favourite Pink Floyd song.
Lyrics go as follows:

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down to the causeway
Do they still live there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed up world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

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Reminds me of my youth, I listened to it a lot then. The emotions it brought and brings up are intense. It reminds me of those times. The lyrics (I pay more attention to them now than I did then) are scarily accurate to what I feel about my earlier years:

“The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever”

“Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There’s a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we’ve been so many times.”

My eyes are weary, and still stray to the horizon. I gotta get out more, maybe this is just the winter blues. I want to dig my toes into the dirt, splash in the river, climb rocks and feel how wonderful and simple and rich it really is, away from the dull responsibilities that turn life into a repetition. Last time I did it I had such a wonderful time, and 4 days felt like a month of wonders, such was my thirst.

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