In Another Time
Motörhead Lyrics


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So, here we are in the years,
All the past is a dream,
Can't believe that I'm here,
Now, seems so hard to recall,
Did it happen that way, did it happen at all,
Here we are, win or lose, good and bad, fast and lose,
Here we are, black and gold, in another time.
Dust, on a mirror turned black,
The refection is flawed, all the mirrors are cracked,
Strange how the glass seems to sing,
But the words are like death, they could be anything,
Here we are, win or draw, badly used, badly scored,
Here we are, gone before, in another time.

Look through the eyes of the mask,
Tell me what do you see, can you make out the facts
Could in the arms of the dead,
I still hear them talk, telling jokes in my head,
Here we are before the dawn, cold and black, death and scorn,
Here they are, lust and grief, to oversee the crime,




In the days before the plague, never spoke, eyes like blades,
Here and now, fear and grief, in another time

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Motörhead's song "In Another Time" are reflective and introspective. The singer considers the passing of time and how memories from the past can seem distant and difficult to recall in the present. The opening lines suggest a sense of disbelief at being where they are now, as if it were impossible to imagine having arrived here from the past. The lyrics convey a sense of nostalgia for the past while acknowledging that time moves on, whether for better or worse.


The second verse, with its imagery of dust on a mirror and cracked reflections, emphasizes the impermanence of life and memory. The glass "sings" with the voices of the past but the words are like death, empty and meaningless. The chorus repeats, emphasizing the idea that the past is gone and cannot be returned to, and that what remains is a mix of good and bad experiences.


The third verse continues with the theme of memories and their impact on the present. The singer poses a question about looking through a mask and seeing what is truly there. The image of being in the arms of the dead is eerie and unsettling, heightening the sense of loss and mortality. The final lines suggest a certain fatalism about life, as if there is no escape from fear and grief, even in "another time."


Line by Line Meaning

So, here we are in the years,
We find ourselves in a new era


All the past is a dream,
Everything that has happened before feels like a distant memory


Can't believe that I'm here,
It's hard to believe that we made it this far


Now, seems so hard to recall,
It's difficult to remember how things happened


Did it happen that way, did it happen at all,
There is uncertainty about what really happened in the past


Here we are, win or lose, good and bad, fast and lose,
We are here regardless of the outcomes or experiences we've had


Here we are, black and gold, in another time.
We are in a new time period, represented by the colors black and gold


Dust, on a mirror turned black,
The mirror has collected dust, making the reflection unclear


The refection is flawed, all the mirrors are cracked,
All mirrors reflect an imperfect image


Strange how the glass seems to sing,
The glass creates a musical sound when touched


But the words are like death, they could be anything,
The words being sung are very ominous and could mean anything


Here we are, win or draw, badly used, badly scored,
We are still here even if we've been mistreated or lost in the past


Here we are, gone before, in another time.
We've already left our past behind and entered a new era


Look through the eyes of the mask,
View the world through a different perspective


Tell me what do you see, can you make out the facts
Can you discern the truth from what you see?


Could in the arms of the dead,
Could be embraced by death


I still hear them talk, telling jokes in my head,
Even though they're gone, their memories are still with me bringing moments of joy


Here we are before the dawn, cold and black, death and scorn,
We find ourselves in a dark, foreboding time before the sun rises


Here they are, lust and grief, to oversee the crime,
Lust and grief personified are watching over our every move


In the days before the plague, never spoke, eyes like blades,
Before the catastrophic event, there was a sense of unease and tension


Here and now, fear and grief, in another time
In our current state we still face fear and grief in this new era




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: IAN KILMISTER, IAN FRASER KILMISTER, MICHAEL BURSTON, MICHAEL DELAOGLOU, MICHAEL KIRIAKOS DELAOGLOU, PHILIP CAMPBELL, PHILIP ANTHONY CAMPBELL, RICHARD BURSTON MICHAEL

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