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Originally Posted by CADreaming
In Our Own Time
Fire still burning but in a while she'll make it rain
These rooms are all falling down they couldn't stand the strain
I had the same old dream she was hiding outside my door
She used to come from time to time but not anymore
Still...in my mind...
Still...in my mind...
It wouldn't make any difference
We crossed the line
From the fire we will rise again
In our own time
Seasons turning but in a while she'll make it snow
This time I think she's gone for good but I never really know
Nothing here remains just the vision of her face
The implication of a crime it always takes her place
Still...in my mind....
Still...in my mind....
It wouldn't make any difference
We crossed the line
From the fire we will rise again
In our own time
It wouldn't make any difference
We crossed the line
From the fire we will rise again
In our own time
In our own time
In our own time
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This song reminds me of the Greek goddess Persephone. The story goes that her mother's mourning of her being taken to the underworld by Hades and made Queen over it is what caused the seasons to change. Persephone would come back for visits and her mother would be happy (spring, summer, fall) and then when she would leave again her mother would be sad (winter). There was a deal where she could leave if she had not eaten anything in Hades but she had either been tempted or tricked to eat pomegranate seeds or willingly ate them. Seeds we sow, indeed... tying the phoenix into the lyrics is clever.