Three Songs.

Three songs by Cassini's Division about resurrection, rejuvenation and rebirth that I absolutely love.

Higher

life is all about losing and finding
crossing bridges, changing tracks
moving ever onward to newer destinies
yesterday’s bittersweet memories
give way to new forged links
bridge across forever
shaping new thoughts

now we've got to get
higher, higher than we've ever been before
higher on the highest love

the future is hard to foretell
offering endless mystery
finger touching wind in momentary caress
shed the dragon, shed the beast, shed the fang and the claw
move into the vision, gently embracing

now we've got to get
higher, higher than we've ever been before
higher on the highest love

Only for a while

loneliness my friend
emptiness my second skin
when will this be over
and when will i get over it
the pain i feel inside
the pain the second nature
when will i exorcise my ghosts
and learn to make the most of it

tear away these chains
break out of the cage
walk out into sunlight
even if it's only for a while

ugliness i see
dreariness come over me
when will this be gone
and (when) when will i overcome
the loss that has me hurtin
loss that takes all hope away
when will my hurting disappear
when will i beat my fear of it

tear away these chains
break out of the cage
walk out into sunlight
even if it's only for a while

even if it's only for a while
gotta step out, live it up in style
find a little hope and sunshine
even if it's only for a while

even if it's only for a while

loneliness my friend
emptiness my second skin
when will this be over
and when will i get over it
the pain i feel inside
the pain the second nature
when will i exorcise my ghosts
and learn to make the most of it

tear away these chains
break out of the cage
walk out into sunlight
even if it's only for a while

Rumble


you think what you see is real
but it's just a polaroid point of view
you know, the lens is perfect but pictures crack up
one way or another...one way or another…

flying through the canopy of clouds must be exciting,
it's a perfect day for rain, and I can feel a drop or two on my skin
electric eyes, a streak or two of lightning
and begin to wonder why it doesn't rumble

you think what you touch is hot but its not
Its just a melting point of view
the glass is perfect but reflections bend
up one way or another… up one way or another

flying through the canopy of clouds must be exciting,
it's a perfect day for rain, and I can feel a drop or two on my skin
electric eyes, a streak or two of lightning
and begin to wonder why it doesn't rumble