-Inspiration...Sort Of

I was typing a paper today and , of course, when I type papers, I listen to music. Today's selection was a compilation from Paul Oakenfold, one of my favorite electronic artists. There is a part of this compilation that always gets my attention, for some reason. Maybe it's the siren-like voice of the woman singing it, maybe it's the words, maybe it's a combination of the two, I dunno. All I know is that for the two or three years I've had this selection on my iPod, everytime I hear it, the hair on the back of my neck stands up. I felt strongly enough about it to stop typing my paper and share the words with you, faithful reader:

The light that makes us what we are
Is the life that burns in every star.
Will it to be but all I can see
Is just a dead machine in a senseless world.

And we must remember who we are
If the Earth's to be here through the storm.
This is our chance to restore the equilibrium.
This is our chance at the turn of the millinium.

And we must remember who we are
If the earths to breath and smooth the scars.
This is our chance to restore the equilibrium.
This is our chance as we move to through the millenium.

Through the night I hear you voice.
Draws me in I have no choice.
As I slice through the air your echo grows
I see time stand still as I'm watching the world below.

Open my eyes before tomorrow comes.
Balance the edge 'fore tomorrow comes.
Open your eyes before tomorrow comes.
We'll walk the line as we're watching the world below.