Cathedral

Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young

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[Intro:] | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | Six o'clock... in the morning, I feel pretty good, So I dropped in - to the luxury of the Lords... ...Fighting dragons, and crossing swords... with the people, A - gainst the hordes who came to conquer! | / / / / | Seven o'clock... in the morning, here it comes, I taste the warning, And I am so amazed I'm here today, seeing things so clear this way, In the car, and on my way to Stonehenge! | / / / / | | / / / / | / / / / | I'm flying in Win - chester Cath - edral, Sunlight pouring through the break of day, Stumbled through the door, and into the cham - - ber! There's a lady setting flowers on a table covered lace, And a cleaner in the distance finds a cobweb on a face, And a feeling, deep inside of me, Tells me this can't be... the place! | / / / / | I'm flying in Win - chester Cath - edral, All re - ligion has to have it's day, Ex - pressions on the face of the sav - iour, Made me say, 'I can't stay!' Open up the gates of the church, and let me out of here, Too many people have lied in the name of Christ for anyone to heed the call, So many people have died in the name of Christ that I can't believe it all! Now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799, And the day he died it was a birthday, and I noticed it was mine, And my head didn't know just who I was, and I went spinning back in time! And I am high upon the alter, high upon the alter, High - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ! | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | | / / / / | / / / / | I'm flying in Win - chester Cath - edral, It's hard enough to drink the wine, The air inside just hangs in delusion, But given time, I'll be fine! Open up the gates of the church, and let me out of here, Too many people have lied in the name of Christ for anyone to heed the call, So many people have died in the name of Christ that I can't believe it all! And now I'm standing on the grave of a soldier that died in 1799, And the day he died it was a birthday, and I noticed it was mine, And my head didn't know just who I was, and I went spinning back in time! And I am high upon the alter, high upon the alter, High - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - ! | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | [Coda] | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | / / / / | | / / / / | / / / / | / | |

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La chanson évoque un matin où le narrateur se sent en paix, se rendant à une cathédrale. En traversant cet espace sacré, il se retrouve aux prises avec des réflexions profondes sur la spiritualité, la vérité et les mensonges qui ont souvent été véhiculés au nom de la foi. Alors qu'il admire la beauté de l'architecture et ressent un mélange d'émerveillement et de malaise, il exprime son souhait de s'éloigner d'un lieu où tant de souffrance a été engendrée par des croyances mal interprétées. Le contexte de la chanson semble pointer vers une quête de sens dans un monde où la religion est souvent source de conflit, tout en flirtant avec des éléments historiques et personnels qui façonnent l'identité du narrateur. En se tenant sur la tombe d'un soldat, il réalise que même les événements du passé peuvent résonner avec son propre parcours, soulignant ainsi l'interconnexion de l'histoire et des luttes humaines.

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