Did you ever have that feeling that you were seeing things, but you weren't really seeing them as good as you could. Or that you were breathing in, but not really enjoying the ecstasy of life. Or that you were kind of there with people but not really connecting . I think that's what this song is about . I've certainly felt out of sync many times and it is those times where you see the plane that most of life breezes by at. And in these contemplative or hyper-aware states it almost feels like you are trapped behind glass, just watching all of life passing by. In between people always left behind.
Inbetween People
The ugly people talk about meaning,
The pretty people talk about price,
Inbetween people don't talk very much,
They waste all their time being nice.
Imagine yourself in a house on a hill,
Laughing at those still in line,
Beating your chest
'cause you've beaten the rest ,
You finally found a good time.
Would you use your power to right a wrong,
or just write your name on the wall ?
Could you piece these fragments
back together again
or simply enjoy the fall ?
It's a crime,
Inbetween people always left behind.
At any barroom on any night,
You can watch this story unfold,
A room full of people all celebrate,
The best things in life they have sold.
If you stand with your head in the right place,
you can see whats going on,
A room full of people
all desperately searching
and no one can hear the song.
It's a crime,
Inbetween people always left behind.
Inbetween people are doing their job,
Inbetween sleeping and eating
and climbing the walls.
You crawl off to work
and wait for the end of another day,
Daydreams of gold mines and heroes
will take us away.
It's a crime,
Inbetween People always left behind.
From "Daydreams of Goldmines and Heroes"
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWbwSBsjYfg