Story Behind The Song

Being there, doing it.

Song Description

Futuristic rock bluegrass about young energy and passion making things happen.

Lyrics

Out of that World

genre: rock dance bluegrass

Out of that world, out of that time, out of that rhythm, don?t it feel right
to run from that world, that extreme position, the world your parents came through, shouldn?t it be time to get out of that room?

Generations, we?re so clever, everybody goes on forever
improving on the ones before us ? don?t patronize, hey, don?t bore us!
Pretty soon we?ve got a new thing coming ? this is the party, everything?s humming and
we?re out of that room. Out of the classroom, into the fire, this is the future, we can conspire, burning that gloom.

We feel so strong and no one can tell us the world?s anybody else?s glass palace
? we are fantasy and we?re dreaming, with music booming everywhere.
We fly ?round like magicians, split through the past like nuclear fission
out of step and out of the same old rhyme:
isn?t it surprising we?re out of that time, out of that time, out of that time, a vertical climb.
The world is yours and the world is mine, we?re out of that time, we walked in that line

Out of that world, out of that time, out of that rhythm, don?t it feel right
to escape from the past, all the old decisions, the set predictable phase, to another light,
new level of sight?

Our magic is honesty, our magic is you and me. A better heart starts running; the prototype results are stunning. We can dance to better positions. We took the actions, made the decisions and we?re out of that room.
The world is a mess, whatever were they thinking?
but we have a chance to keep it from sinking into some kind of deadlock tomb.

Life is a banner, energy flying, we?re still alive when something else is dying.
We?re a chance that?s clearly too good to lose and we?re betting every cent of us.
We?re the new thing breaking restriction, the edge of the world escaping the friction.
Yes we have our own right to choose and we?re choosing something different:
some kind of impact sparks, some kind of news,
something to catch your eye your heart, when there?s nothing to lose
something to make this world restart when it?s been abused ?
and it has been abused.

but we?re out of that world, out of that rhythm, don?t it feel right
to escape from the past, the grim frustrations, the old predictable ways, leave them out of sight and get on with your right
to make a new world, to set the past into dust, and to turn the bright and unwavering light ?? of your own vision on our life.