This is the song I feel strongest about. People are the most useless species, on the face of the planet. If we never learn to respect The Mother again, I hope we at least wipe ourselves out, before we do more damage than the planet can heal from. This is about 2 friends, who start out on an adventure, after university, with great expectations. Too little, too late.
Words can hurt beyond belief, but the scars become medals and armour, after awhile.
I woke up with this in my head, one Easter Sunday morning. I like to think it starts out with a guy carrying 2 buckets of water to the horses, in the morning. He's got these big, clunky rubber boots on, and, when he takes a shortcut through the bull pasture, he fills his boots with mud, from a low spot he traipses through - then has to outrun the bull. The ending is up to the listener. The Fleet's In .