High Hopes

Well... The World Cup is drawing nearer to a final that promises much. It's been pretty exciting so far with big names falling by the way side and the one that has been said to be playing their poorest in ages making the final. Funny how that often works out that way.

Here's a classic from Pink Floyd that I think pretty much sums up all of the fans right about now, "High Hopes". I'm not the biggest Pink Floyd fan, and actually prefer the Nightwish live version, but either way it strikes a chord with me.

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the long road and on down to the causeway
Do they still LIVE there by the cut
There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed up world

****

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

The place we lived when we were young... thankfully some of us still live there and every once in a while we can all visit.