Time Machine
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The hands keep on turning, the pendulum just swings
Prisoners upon this rock, flying without wings
Captured in a moment, still the hours chimed
Joining closer as it shifted with the sands of time

Parallel dimensions, gears fall into place
Driven by an unseen force, swelling into space
Out beyond the rainbow, cross the milky way
Passengers without a choice, slowly turning gray

On through the night, shine on forever
Going insane as we ride the time machine
On through the night, shine on forever
Going insane as we ride the time machine
Ride the time machine

Waiting for no one, relative to none
Answering to not a thing, except the rising sun

Bouncing on this fabric, at the speed of light

Connecting points of futures past, is its only plight

Out beyond the rainbow, cross the milky way
Passengers without a choice, slowly turning gray

On through the night, shine on forever
Going insane as we ride the time machine
Ride the time machine

Passengers without a choice, hanging by a string
Spending with a hands of time, flying without wings

On through the night, shine on forever
Going insane as we ride the time machine
On through the night, shine on forever




Going insane as we ride the time machine
Ride the time machine

Overall Meaning

Accept's 'Time Machine' is a sci-fi themed metal ballad that explores the idea of time travel and the existential implications that come with it. The song starts with a metaphorical reference to the ticking of the clock and the passing of time, emphasizing the restriction of human life on this planet. The phrase 'Prisoners upon this rock, flying without wings' speaks to the sense of feeling trapped within the limits of our physical universe, like being shackled to a small rock that we are forced to inhabit. As the song progresses, it explores the idea of time as a force that drives everything forward, with the line 'Parallel dimensions, gears fall into place' suggesting that the wheels of time move beyond human understanding, and things are happening outside of our conscious grasp. The song's title and primary metaphor, the time machine, is the solution presented to escape the mundane reality of life by travelling to different points in time and dimensions.


There is also a sense of inevitability in the lyrics, where the passing of time and the universe moving forward provide no escape from our fate. The line 'Passengers without a choice, slowly turning gray' highlights the notion that even though time travel offers the hope of escaping the limitations of the physical world, we cannot escape aging and we are still captive to the inevitability of time. The song's chorus captures the feeling of being consumed by the experience of riding a time machine, becoming almost addicted to the power and freedom it offers. This is seen in the repetition of the line 'Going insane as we ride the time machine,' which emphasizes the thrill and urgency of the journey through time.


Line by Line Meaning

The hands keep on turning, the pendulum just swings
Time keeps moving forward and we can't stop it, like a clock's hands and pendulum.


Prisoners upon this rock, flying without wings
We are stuck on this planet, unable to fly without outside help, like prisoners in a jail cell.


Captured in a moment, still the hours chimed
Even though time seems to stand still during moments, such as when a clock stops, time still moves on and hours pass by.


Joining closer as it shifted with the sands of time
As time passes, it brings people together and changes relationships and circumstances.


Parallel dimensions, gears fall into place
There are other dimensions besides our own, and events often fall into place like gears in a machine.


Driven by an unseen force, swelling into space
The movement of the universe is steered by a force we can't see, but that doesn't stop it from expanding into the vastness of space.


Out beyond the rainbow, cross the milky way
Traveling beyond our known universe, even beyond the Milky Way galaxy.


Passengers without a choice, slowly turning gray
We are all passengers on the journey of time, and while we don't have a choice but to keep moving forward, we also age and grow old.


On through the night, shine on forever
Despite the darkness and inevitability of death, there is always a chance for hope and light.


Going insane as we ride the time machine
The concept of time can be overwhelming and confusing, driving us towards madness as we try to understand it.


Waiting for no one, relative to none
Time waits for no one and is not influenced by anyone or anything, remaining impartial and relative.


Answering to not a thing, except the rising sun
Time itself has no limits or boundaries, except that it always continues to move towards the future.


Bouncing on this fabric, at the speed of light
Time travels through what seems like a never-ending fabric of existence at incredibly fast speeds, much like light.


Connecting points of futures past, is its only plight
Time connects events in the past to events in the future, and that is its only goal or duty.


Passengers without a choice, hanging by a string
We are all helpless passengers on the journey of time, hanging on by a thin string that can easily break at any moment.


Spending with a hands of time, flying without wings
Time moves forward no matter how much we may try to control it, and we are forced to move with it even if we feel helpless.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MARK TORNILLO, PETER BALTES, WOLF HOFFMAN

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Berszan Yuri

Руки продолжают вращать, маятник все качается?
Узники этой скалы летают без крыльев,
Пленённые мгновением, и всё же час пробил,
Став ближе, переместившись вместе с песками времени.


Параллельные измерения, шестерни встают на свои места,


Движимые незримой силой, раздуваются в пространстве.


По ту сторону радуги, пересекая Млечный Путь,
Пассажиры, лишенные выбора, медленно седеют.


И в ночи горит незатухающий свет,
Мы сходим с ума, пока катаемся на машине времени.
И в ночи горит незатухающий свет,
Мы сходим с ума, пока катаемся на машине времени,
Катаемся на машине времени.


Никого не ждем, ни с кем не связаны,
Не реагируем ни на что, кроме восходящего солнца.


Отпружинивая от этой натянутой ткани со скоростью света,
Соприкасаемся с точками будущего, прошлое -
Лишь его временное состояние.


По ту сторону радуги, пересекая Млечный Путь,
Пассажиры, лишенные выбора, медленно седеют.


И в ночи горит незатухающий свет.
Мы сходим с ума, пока катаемся на машине времени,
Катаемся на машине времени.


Пассажиры, лишенные выбора, подвешенные на веревке,
Иссякающие вместе бегущим временем, летящие без крыльев...



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Владимир Кобылянский

Правильный музон! Много лет уж пролетело а слушаю с удовольствием! Большим Удовольствием!

Don Joe

One of my favorites from Accept.

Dino

These guys are timeless. the logic of the tunes remind me of a shroom trip I had in 94

Скороделов Александр

Прекрасная композиция плотный звук, ровный бит, живые ребята, радуют.

Сергей Редькин

Мне 63,это одна из моих любимых групп.не с кем не возможно спутать.в них нет однообразия-музыканты Потолок!я не могу даже назвать лучший альбом-все супер.

Владимир Сычев

У этих немцев лучший металл-рок в мире!!!Респект Accept!!!

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@valery judAs priest no son alemanes..

Олег Укр

а как же Хелфилд Джудас и многие др

Serg Restavrator

@Александр Левченко он не итальянец... он косящий под итальянца... как и почти все в "эУропЭ"...

Agris Alonderis

@Александр Левченко Udoshu smenjitj nevozmozhno! No svoju temu novjak zadal nishtjak!

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