Artist/Band:
Rush
Lyrics for Song: Grand Designs
Lyrics for Album: Sector 3 [2009]
A to B
Different degrees.
So much style without substance
So much stuff without style
It's hard to recognize the real thing
It comes along once in a while.
Like a rare and precious metal
Beneath a ton of rock
It takes some time and trouble
To separate from the stock
You sometimes have to listen to
A lot of useless talk.
Shapes and forms, against the norms
Against the run of the mill
Swimming against the stream
Life in two dimensions
Is a mass production scheme.
So much poison in power
The principles get left out
So much mind on the matter
The spirit gets forgotten about.
Like a righteous inspiration
Overlooked in haste
Like a teardrop in the ocean
A diamond in the waste
Some world views are spacious
And some are merely spaced.
Against the run of the mill
Static as it seems
We break the surface tension
With our wild kinetic dreams.
Curves and lines
Of grand designs
Against the run of the mill
Swimming against the stream
Life in two dimensions
Is a mass production scheme.
Against the run of the mill
Static as it seems
We break the surface tension
With our wild kinetic dreams.
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