Statues

We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Maybe we are strangers
Dancing to the tune of circumstance
Dancing to the strings of Fate
Like marionettes…
We are leaves blowing in the wind,
We are butterflies…
We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Time will turn us all to statues,
Eventually.

We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Maybe we are in love
We waltz through life, hand in hand
Dancing to the drums
Of our synchronised heartbeat,
Dancing to the tune
That strums upon our heartstrings…
We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Time will turn us all to statues,
Eventually.

We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Maybe we are enemies
Chasing each other through the corridors of life
Listening for the twang
Of a bowstring;
For the whistle of the arrow
Tearing through the air…
We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Time will turn us all to statues
Eventually.

…And will this youthful liveness,
This energetic vigour
Fall, someday, into silence,
To a still and silent figure?
Will the restless form be captured,
Will the folds of life unravel
Into cold and static sculpture
As white, as lifeless, as marble?

We are white dwarves
Drunk on life’s heady thrill
Till the Moiraean thread is broken
And everything falls still…

We’re just ordinary people, you and me
Time will turn us all to statues…
Eventually.

Author's Note

Foo Fighters - 'Statues'

Reviews

[Nautili]

This is a very interesting write. I like the repetition "We’re just ordinary people, you and me."
It reminded me of the scene from '" The Lion, Witch and the Wardrobe" where the white witch turned her subjects into statues, all standing in her courtard....

[recantichize]

such lovely imagery. thank you.