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In a moment's time
To turn away
Leave it all behind So inclined
Somewhere I would draw the line
The ground is hard
The treasure fine So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home Tied to sky
When I was a child I'd
I'd run and hide
To be at your side So inclined
Somewhere I would draw the line
I'd dream until
The stars were mine So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home I'll decide
In a moment's time
To turn away
Leave it all behind So inclined
Somewhere I would draw the line
The ground is hard
The treasure fine So (And the stars fell from the sky)
Let it go (Falling down into the sea)
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Still I don't know if it's right)
We're almost home (If this world is right for me)
So (And the stars fell from the sky)
Let it go (Falling down into the sea)
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Still I don't know if it's right)
We're almost home (If this world is right for me)
So (And the stars fell from the sky)
Let it go (Falling down into the sea)
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Still I don't know if it's right)
We're almost home (If this world is right for me)
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
My wife passed away some time ago. She could see and speak to angels. Shortly before she passed, they would tell her "you will be coming home soon". This song reminds me of their words.
never allow anyone with a dark spirit take away the gift that your wife received, or the peace it brings you. May the good Lord continue to bless you
The air is pretty clear here .... feet on the ground .... BS detector working ...
Verified Elvis sightings = Angel sightings = 0
Still waiting for the angels voices - put up or shut up
[a single verifiable audio would solve the dispute]
Extraordinary claims need extraordinary evidence
Over
Must be related.
Joey Nichols from "Annie Hall"
"She could see and speak to angels"
Bullshit - please post a verifiable recording of "talking to angels" including angels speaking.
The sound of one deluded hand clapping
Not laughing with you ... laughing at you
Stunningly rude. And, ironically, you actually wrote this reply to another post elsewhere:
radioparadise9 wrote:
You proved it well, jerk.
"She could see and speak to angels"
Bullshit - please post a verifiable recording of "talking to angels" including angels speaking.
The sound of one deluded hand clapping
Not laughing with you ... laughing at you
What kind of horrible human being are you? It seems you live a very sad and lonely life. most likely well deserved.

“The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it's very brightly colored, and it's very loud, and it's fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, "Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?" And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, "Hey, don't worry; don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride." And we … kill those people. "Shut him up! I've got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn't matter, because it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
― Bill Hicks
The above is worth repeating again. There are those in the world that want to keep us afraid in order to amass power and financial gains, because that is what they've been raised to think is more important than the greater good.
My wife passed away some time ago. She could see and speak to angels. Shortly before she passed, they would tell her "you will be coming home soon". This song reminds me of their words.
Thats powerful. Sorry for your loss. NDEs are glimpses of our afterlife. For those that don’t know about NDEs or want to no more, read or listen to Imagine Heaven
I believe the male vocal is by Damien Jurado. Used to be one of my indie folk faves back in the day. Not sure if he ever gets played on RP alas.
From the Flaming Lips
Pretty, but Band of Horses did this sound earlier and better. Made me want to hear them.
kinda doubt that. Moby's been at this since the early 90s. This feels like it could have fit on 1998's Play. The record that introduced him to the masses.
That is one of the nastiest, shittiest comments I've read in a long time. The air in your ivory tower must be very thin indeed.
no, he/she's simply never watched someone leaving this world. some of us have been very privileged to have this experience, especially with those we've loved
Would like to hear Tom Waits covering this song. It could work!
No. Just, no. It would not work.
Would like to hear Tom Waits covering this song. It could work!
Might sound better
He's no longer a fan. Alert the media.
MAGA ? What's that? - Meatballs Aggrandizing Gross Assertions? Moronic Assumptions Greatly Abused? Make America Great for Animals? I'm fuzzy on acronyms.
It keeps me up at night realizing I don't share your opinion. Then again...naw.
“The world is like a ride in an amusement park, and when you choose to go on it you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. The ride goes up and down, around and around, it has thrills and chills, and it's very brightly colored, and it's very loud, and it's fun for a while. Many people have been on the ride a long time, and they begin to wonder, "Hey, is this real, or is this just a ride?" And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and say, "Hey, don't worry; don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride." And we … kill those people. "Shut him up! I've got a lot invested in this ride, shut him up! Look at my furrows of worry, look at my big bank account, and my family. This has to be real." It's just a ride. But we always kill the good guys who try and tell us that, you ever notice that? And let the demons run amok … But it doesn't matter, because it's just a ride. And we can change it any time we want. It's only a choice. No effort, no work, no job, no savings of money. Just a simple choice, right now, between fear and love. The eyes of fear want you to put bigger locks on your doors, buy guns, close yourself off. The eyes of love instead see all of us as one. Here's what we can do to change the world, right now, to a better ride. Take all that money we spend on weapons and defenses each year and instead spend it feeding and clothing and educating the poor of the world, which it would pay for many times over, not one human being excluded, and we could explore space, together, both inner and outer, forever, in peace.”
― Bill Hicks
That is one of the nastiest, shittiest comments I've read in a long time. The air in your ivory tower must be very thin indeed.
Yes, now that you mention it. I guess the two situations could be more related than we realize.
As a kid I loved those moments when you were dozing off lulled by the car and by the comfort that your folks were in charge, driving you back home.
I know that I was lucky to have such a happy childhood, and when I was thinking of my Mum and Dad dying, it's losing that kind of feelings that scared me most. As I grew older, I talked about it with them, and asked them whether these feelings of absolute, unconditional safety and comfort that you have as a child were gone for ever. My dad told me that they would come back if I had kids of my own. Funny but he was right. Odd because it's indeed the same; and also different. I didn't realise as a kid that it worked both ways :-) and that it felt wonderful to feel your kids' trust and their expectation that it's all going to be OK because you're here.
And it's a nice and reassuring way of seeing it that dying is just coming home after a (hopefully) long drive. Thanks for sharing that thought.
I don't know who you are, but I wish I could. What a great thought and post.
I like [the inept falsetto], because the obvious struggle and fragility of the falsetto adds to the thematic other-worldiness of the song.
Yes yes. Now imagine it live.
The air is pretty clear here .... feet on the ground .... BS detector working ...
Verified Elvis sightings = Angel sightings = 0
Still waiting for the angels voices - put up or shut up
[a single verifiable audio would solve the dispute]
Extraordinary claims need extraordinary evidence
Over
You misunderstood the issue. Read your original post again. The issue is you're a dick not whether angels exist.
If you're looking for evidence for your dickness, read your original post another time.
That is one of the nastiest, shittiest comments I've read in a long time. The air in your ivory tower must be very thin indeed.
The air is pretty clear here .... feet on the ground .... BS detector working ...
Verified Elvis sightings = Angel sightings = 0
Still waiting for the angels voices - put up or shut up
[a single verifiable audio would solve the dispute]
Extraordinary claims need extraordinary evidence
Over
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home"
Appropriate lyrics for CY20.
That is one of the nastiest, shittiest comments I've read in a long time. The air in your ivory tower must be very thin indeed.
No doubt.
Kind of hard to believe.
"She could see and speak to angels"
Bullshit - please post a verifiable recording of "talking to angels" including angels speaking.
The sound of one deluded hand clapping
Not laughing with you ... laughing at you
That is one of the nastiest, shittiest comments I've read in a long time. The air in your ivory tower must be very thin indeed.
"She could see and speak to angels"
Bullshit - please post a verifiable recording of "talking to angels" including angels speaking.
The sound of one deluded hand clapping
Not laughing with you ... laughing at you
Bon Iver formed 2006
Moby formed 1978
Not overly keen on any of these artists but, sorry, who did what first?
As did Bon Iver, but this is still pleasant and calming.
He's no longer a fan. Alert the media.
MAGA ? What's that? - Meatballs Aggrandizing Gross Assertions? Moronic Assumptions Greatly Abused? Make America Great for Animals? I'm fuzzy on acronyms.
What a sad world view that you can't separate the artist from the art.
I like it, because the obvious struggle and fragility of the falsetto adds to the thematic other-worldiness of the song.
Yes, now that you mention it. I guess the two situations could be more related than we realize.
As a kid I loved those moments when you were dozing off lulled by the car and by the comfort that your folks were in charge, driving you back home.
I know that I was lucky to have such a happy childhood, and when I was thinking of my Mum and Dad dying, it's losing that kind of feelings that scared me most. As I grew older, I talked about it with them, and asked them whether these feelings of absolute, unconditional safety and comfort that you have a child were gone for ever. My dad told me that they would come back if I had kids of my own. Funny but he was right. Odd because it's indeed the same; and also different. I didn't realise as a kid that it worked both ways :-) and that it felt wonderful to feel your kids' trust and their expectation that it's all going to be OK because you're here.
And it's a nice and reassuring way of seeing it that dying is just coming home after a (hopefully) long drive. Thanks for sharing that thought.
Thank you both for this marvelous set of insights!
Yes, now that you mention it. I guess the two situations could be more related than we realize.
As a kid I loved those moments when you were dozing off lulled by the car and by the comfort that your folks were in charge, driving you back home.
I know that I was lucky to have such a happy childhood, and when I was thinking of my Mum and Dad dying, it's losing that kind of feelings that scared me most. As I grew older, I talked about it with them, and asked them whether these feelings of absolute, unconditional safety and comfort that you have as a child were gone for ever. My dad told me that they would come back if I had kids of my own. Funny but he was right. Odd because it's indeed the same; and also different. I didn't realise as a kid that it worked both ways :-) and that it felt wonderful to feel your kids' trust and their expectation that it's all going to be OK because you're here.
And it's a nice and reassuring way of seeing it that dying is just coming home after a (hopefully) long drive. Thanks for sharing that thought.
Yes, now that you mention it. I guess the two situations could be more related than we realize.
I too feel strongly ambivalent about Moby.
Songs like this one are sublime.
And stupid.
Yet moving.
And based on interviews, he's a bit of an insufferable wanker, but seems to have good intentions.

In a moment's time
To turn away
Leave it all behind
So inclined
Somewhere I would draw the line
The ground is hard
The treasure fine
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
Tied to sky
When I was a child I'd
I'd run and hide
To be at your side
So inclined
Somewhere I would draw the line
I'd dream until
The stars were mine
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
I'll decide
In a moment's time
To turn away
Leave it all behind
So inclined
Somewhere I would draw the line
The ground is hard
The treasure fine
So (And the stars fell from the sky)
Let it go (Falling down into the sea)
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Still I don't know if it's right)
We're almost home (If this world is right for me)
So (And the stars fell from the sky)
Let it go (Falling down into the sea)
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Still I don't know if it's right)
We're almost home (If this world is right for me)
So (And the stars fell from the sky)
Let it go (Falling down into the sea)
Wake up, wake up, wake up (Still I don't know if it's right)
We're almost home (If this world is right for me)
So
Let it go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
We're almost home
Absolutely. First time I heard it, that is how I felt about it.
Now that you mention it — at an unfortunate time —, I can see how the lyrics might be stretched to hold those two meanings. Almost. In each of the cases mentioned, whose voice is issuing the invocation to "wake up"? To whom? How, in the expectable course of events, are the two situations parallel, and how not?
2Hawks
(Living in Theory — where everything works)
This would be great about 3:00 a.m. when fighting insomnia.
please wake me up when he's done.
Yes, good call. I did consider either and both. Either applies. And either way, I really like this track. A dreamy adult remembering childhood car rides, or at the adult soul at the threshold. I am moved by both. The gospel aspect of this is quite nice.
Actually, I came to the browser to find about this Bon Iver song I hadn't heard!
Well, I do now.
He's no longer a fan. Alert the media.
MAGA ? What's that? - Meatballs Aggrandizing Gross Assertions? Moronic Assumptions Greatly Abused? Make America Great for...Aliens? I'm fuzzy on acronyms.
That's an all-too-common problem with meatballs: you can't stop them from aggrandizing.
He's no longer a fan. Alert the media.
MAGA ? What's that? - Meatballs Aggrandizing Gross Assertions? Moronic Assumptions Greatly Abused? Make America Great for Animals? I'm fuzzy on acronyms.
Ditto that! I would have sworn it.
Being the youngest, I had to sit in the middle of the backseat during those long trips. On top of the transmission hump. With one brother regularly playing the "I'm not touching you" game with his frickin' hand an inch from my hand and the other brother sprawling like a drunk orangutan into my area.
So yeah, those car rides weren't quite as serene as this.
I can relate. 7 kids, 2 parents and an un-air conditioned car for 4 weeks at a time. It's where I learned to sleep anywhere and at anytime. I wish this music had been around.
me too... could have sworn...
Being the youngest, I had to sit in the middle of the backseat during those long trips. On top of the transmission hump. With one brother regularly playing the "I'm not touching you" game with his frickin' hand an inch from my hand and the other brother sprawling like a drunk orangutan into my area.
So yeah, those car rides weren't quite as serene as this.
Agreed, and probably why I really like it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8X82Lhdjq20
Song: Moby - Almost Home (Vijay & Sofia Zlatko Remix)
And so did I.
As others have said, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzit's almost always 'work hours' somewhere.

As others have said, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzi feel there is a bit more Moby than i need here but then i ask myself
could i fill the airwaves 24 hours per day, 7 days a week with a very deep artists selection?
bunch of furniture?
https://youtu.be/O0Yjer-R-OM
Hilarious.
Now it's Beheth Orhorton, unfortunately.
I luhuv Beheth.
'Tis awesome. Love it.
It's still an ear-mangling falsetto. Luckily PSD has taken me to Agnes Obel, a proper singer who sings in her range.
Now it's Beheth Orhorton, unfortunately.
I'm too, this songs needs a fat distorted guitar solo.
terrible song btw, sucko barfo
Nice acoustic performance of Almost Home from a performance on WNYC's "Soundcheck" may be seen on YouTube.


