This weeks TS@aW is unusual, in that I’ve been in Italy (hence the snazzy opening) for a few gigs, very kindly organised by an old mate of mine Ray Heffernan. Thanks Ray :-)
Being in Italy has somehow got me thinking a lot about French singers and songwriters, probably from Ray’s after-gig CD; Jacques Brel (actually, he’s Belgian), Leonard Cohen (mmmm… Canadian, not French, so ignore that bit), Edith Piaf. All lost on you until you hear the tune I guess. Those of you who like a boogie will be glad to hear it’s a waltz! At the moment anyway…
lyrics
We are a flash,
In the blink of an eye we are gone,
And there’s no turning back.
We are a flash,
And nobody knows,
What really happens next.
History shows us that everything changes,
And everything stays the same.
The world turns and witnesses folly,
On a scale too large to understand.
But love will retain the best of emotion,
The moments that burn themselves into your conscience,
There are words and interpretations,
That cannot explain the millionth deception,
The world will never be the same,
But remember that nothing ever changes.
We are a flash,
In the blink of an eye we are gone,
And there’s no turning back.
We are a flash,
And nobody knows,
What really happens next.
The world in a matchbox designed by another,
The spark that is struck into light then
Blown out by the fickle flightings of chance,
Breaking your heart, breaking your back.
I cannot explain how I feel,
And I know that these words only grope at my meaning,
There is nothing to say that’s not already said,
But when people are born they forget,
What came before.
Each generation goes back to the
Start of the flash,
In the blink of an eye we are gone,
And there’s no turning back.
We are a flash,
And nobody knows,
What really happens next.
History repeats itself,
The joys and the pain are the same,
We all get a little more educated,
And a little more expectant.
Lost in the eye of the world,
Wondering what we are.
Everything changes,
And everything stays the same.
Everybody loves,
But some people are always lost.
We are a flash,
In the blink of an eye we are gone,
And there’s no turning back.
We are a flash,
And nobody knows,
What really happens next.