A more spacious track with a few interesting time changes and definitely pays homage to one of our biggest influences – 80’s era Rush.
Lyrically it’s a poke at the unchanging, dry, hostile attitude one sometimes encounters when dealing with people who are stuck directing their lives by ancient, dated religions. As it unfolds though, the protagonist finds themselves questioning their own stance on mortality.
lyrics
Lesson one in becoming clone
You choose your friends like you choose your laws
From a text supplied to you from the sky
You translate words into fields of thought
Remove emotion to keep your eye on the prize
And you’ll always think you're right
It’ll be a cold day in hell here
For your imitation of a human being
Lesson two in becoming clone
Disarm your brain, forget dinosaurs
I suppose, if you feel it then you know!
Your epitaph will be read aloud
"He did his best in a big bad world"
But you know, in the end they're only words
It’ll be a cold day in hell here
For your imitation of a human being
Get better, it won't get better
I know God above isn’t coming round
To lick my wounds, lift me from the ground
And you know, that doesn’t get me down
Cause I have souls who are shaped and grown
From life itself, every cog and thread
An advance, not immortal but at least alive
I judge myself so hard inside
Beneath this cold and bitter sky
Where will I go when I die?
Will we meet in the same sky?
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