Wow this song really hit me today for some reason. The song Heathaze by Genesis is very emotional and talks to me of the the fruitless expression of feelings. And at some point it is easier just to go along, to get along. Especially the section about the fisherman casting his line into a dried up river bed. We decide to throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way. Sometimes it is easier to just feed the ducks. The trees are shaken by the hot winds of the South. Tree's give up their dried up leaves but for some reason many of us just can't/won't let them go. Even though new ones will take their place.
This is from the Genesis Duke album. This album is my favorite from lyrics to artwork it is very emotional. Scroll down to start the video then scroll up to follow the lyrics. And then...... throw some bread to the ducks..
"Heathaze" Written by Tony Banks
No cloud, a sleepy calm,
Sunbaked earth that's cooled by gentle breeze,
And trees with rustling leaves,
Only endless days without a care,
Nothing must be done.
Silent as a day can be,
Far-off sounds of others on their chosen run
As they do all those things they feel give life some meaning,
Even if they're dull.
It's time to stop this dreaming, must rejoin the real world
As revealed by orange lights and a smoky atmosphere.
The trees and I are shaken by the same wind but whereas
The trees will lose their withered leaves,
I just can't seem to let them loose.
And they can't refresh me those hot winds of the south.
Oh I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place.
Now the light is fading fast,
Chances slip away, a time will come to pass
When there'll be none,
Then addicted to a perfumed poison,
Betrayed by its aftertaste,
Oh we shall lose the wonder and find nothing in return.
Many are the substitutes but they're powerless on their own.
Beware the fisherman who's casting out his line
Into a dried up river bed,
But don't try to tell him 'cos he won't believe you.
Throw some bread to the ducks instead, it's easier that way.
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place.
The trees and I are shaken by the same wind but whereas
The trees will lose their withered leaves,
I just can't seem to let them loose.
And they can't refresh me those hot winds of the south.
I feel like an alien, a stranger in an alien place.
