“Running Out of Daylight”
Music by The Living Fields
Lyrics by Jon Higgs
Looking back on my life
With clear conscience, can I face my God?
Joy of discovery in the science of motion
See the parallel between music and the physical
Nature is mathematical
“Philosophy is written in this grand book, the Universe
It is written in the language of mathematics, and its characters
are triangles, circles, and other geometric figures.
All heavenly bodies should circle the Earth but yet that is not what I observe
Father, why am I faced with such a test
My faith in the Word, it falters!
Unchanging perfection of the Heavens
I now know this is the greatest lieÉ..of all time
The truth is Copernican
Father, you set the Earth on its foundations
The Roman Inquisition cripples new thought
Heresy, then condemned to house arrest
Your Bible: “The Sun rises, returns to place”
It can never be moved, and yet it moves!
I wonder if history will remember me
Or if progress sinks back into the abyss
The truth does not disprove my Lord but glorifies His great majesty
Crisis of faith reconciled
I am at peace in my mind
For I know my stars and moons are always there, each as it should be in the sky
My work will live beyond the walls of death
Not just the sentiments of an old man
Set the early principles of relativity
To form the basis of future scientific theory
Rushing to finish another work
Find that the light fades but night has not come
A first sign of punishment from the Divine?
But, resolute, I know they were wrong
Clothed in the facts, I know they were wrong!
Venus was proof, evident truth, cast man’s word to the four winds, gone
All they are taught, challenged by what I’ve seen from observation
But now I’m running out of daylight
A cruel turn that steals my eyesight
Running out of daylight
As the night draws on I near the end and ponder if at last I will rest in peace
Running out of daylight
Cruel turn that steals my eyesight
Running out of daylight
Product of my time
Now as a cloak is pulled over my life
Contemplate my place in the Plan
Contribution to the Art
Running out of daylight
Cruel turn that steals my eyesight
Running out of daylight
Ahead of my time
And as I face my God
Stand in Judgement as all men will
Even with all vision gone
I see blind faith is the biggest sin of all.