Mini-critique N°122

Paroles :

While the sun hangs in the sky and the desert has sand

While the waves crash in the sea and meet the land

While there's a wind and the stars and the rainbow

Till the mountains crumble into the plain

Oh yes we'll keep on tryin'

Tread that fine line

Oh we'll keep on tryin yeah

Just passing our time

While we live according to race, colour or creed

While we rule by blind madness and pure greed

Our lives dictated by tradition, superstition, false religion

Through the aeons, and on and on

Oh yes we'll keep on tryin'

We'll tread that fine line

Oh oh we'll keep on tryin'

Till the end of time

Till the end of time

Through the sorrow all through our splendour

Don't take offence at my innuendo

You can be anything you want to be

Just turn yourself into anything you think that you could ever be

Be free with your tempo be free be free

Surrender your ego be free be free to yourself

Oooh ooh

If there's a God or any kind of justice under the sky

If there's a point if there's a reason to live or die

If there's an answer to the questions we feel bound to ask

Show yourself - destroy our fears - release your mask

Oh yes we'll keep on trying

Hey tread that fine line

Yeah we'll keep on smiling yeah (yeah yeah)

And whatever will be will be

We'll keep on trying

We'll just keep on trying

Till the end of time

Till the end of time

Till the end of time.

Critique :

Une chanson d'une durée de 6 minutes et qui a connue une autre version.