The Killers in Hyde Park ask again: Are we Human? or Are We Dancer?

It's my birthday, a day tilting a bit into play, and we (the family) just watched a television version of the Killers in Hyde Park London, last June, on the Friday that we left a big Euro family reunion in Holland. I like this YouTube video because of the two children in it, making me think about rock concerts today as intergenerational love fests, at their best. (I've had trouble embedding this video, so just pop over to YouTube for a look.)

They are singing the song Human, and for some reason it just makes me happy. Everyone knows the lyrics to all of the songs over there in Hyde Park, so it's a big sing-along.

This is my last birthday before my son leaves for college later this week, making me ask "Where did the time go?" Well, there's always rock and roll. The lyrics of Human speak to me about this situation, too, in quite a poignant, exuberant, and comforting way.

HUMAN

I did my best to notice
When the call came down the line
Up to the platform of surrender
I was brought but I was kind
And sometimes I get nervous
When I see an open door
Close your eyes
Clear your heart...
Cut the cord

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer
Are we human?
Or are we dancer?

Pay my respects to grace and virtue
Send my condolences to good
Give my regards to soul and romance,
They always did the best they could
And so long to devotion
You taught me everything I know
Wave goodbye
Wish me well..
You've gotta let me go

Will your system be alright
When you dream of home tonight?
There is no message we're receiving
Let me know is your heart still beating

Are we human?
Or are we dancer?
My sign is vital
My hands are cold
And I'm on my knees
Looking for the answer

You've gotta let me know