The meaning is that of nothing,
The feeling is that of emptiness,
The look is that of blackness,
The sound is that of silence.
The Hope is that of tomorrow,
The Dream is that of no sorrow,
The Wish is that of the future,
This is what I shall capture.
Rush to the stage
three hours early.
just to see those lights.
the extra-ordinary orgasm of sound.
Cannot wait for them to start
“closer to the heart”
feel the release of your stress
“Aboard the Thailand Express”
Geddy Lee takes up the bass
not but ten feet from your face.
The essence and presence
of the one Neil Peart
with this music how can the world feel hurt?
The sweet music flies by
“Tears that fall from eyes that only cry?”
A sight only this show can provide your eyes
“Follow men’s eyes as they look to the skies”
The last killer rift from Alex Lifeson
and this wonderful spectacle is done.
In the shade of Night when you are all alone Nobody is there And you wimper and moan And the Devil calls No sound escapes when you try to scream When you close your eyes tight And squeeze your hands in prayer To God that isn’t there When you’re in the Dark and there is No light In the shade of Night When you are scared In the Blackness all around you, there are Ugly Razor Murder teeth and lidless eyes that never sleep and Satan is there Trembling Nightmare Absolute horror Just close eyes tight and wait
All because of Hate