My eyes have seen the glory of the sacred wunderkind                                                          You took me behind a disused railway line                                                                    And said I know a place where we can go Where we are not known         Asus                   B         D               And you told me something that I won’t forget too soon But I can’t believe you’d ever care           And this is why you will never care             These things take time I know that i’m The most inept That ever stepped                    Asus                           I’m spellbound; by a woman divine                                                                    And the hills are alive with celibate cries                                      Asus                     And I know where you came from I know where You’re going and i know where you belong                                                                                         You said I was ill and you were not wrong But I can’t believe you’d ever care           And this is why you will never care             These things take time I know that i’m The most inept That ever stepped Gsus Csus Gsus                                Gsus Csus Dsus                                                              Asus                  Oh the alcoholic afternoons When we sat in your room                                                          They meant more to me Than any any living thing on earth                                                     They had more worth Than any living thing on earth On earth on earth oh ...                               Vivid and in your prime You will leave me behind You will leave me behind

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À propos de la chanson

Cette chanson évoque des souvenirs intimes et des instants partagés, marqués par des émotions complexes et une certaine mélancolie. Le narrateur se remémore des moments précieux, comme des après-midis passés ensemble, où tout semblait avoir plus de valeur que tout autre chose sur terre. Malgré une connexion profonde, il exprime une forme d'incrédulité face à l'indifférence de l'autre, se sentant inadapté et conscient du temps qui passe. Le contexte se déroule dans une atmosphère de nostalgie, reflet de relations fragiles et de désirs non partagés. C'est un équilibre entre admiration et désespoir, accentuant la difficulté d’accepter que certaines choses prennent du temps pour évoluer, tout en sachant que, peut-être, certaines choses ne changeront jamais.