Point

(♩)
Ahead
Rain falls in sheets of glass
As you walk on
The steps quicken
Rising from days gone
The voice draws you on
As so it begins
His words are clear
"There's something here
Your search can end
I'm listening
There's something here
Your search can end
I'm so sorry
Something here
Your search can end
I'm here for you"
(♩)
Time and time and time again
Time and time again
How he bleeds into himself
His face is older
His eyes are of a lover
Fallen
As a child
In cruciform
Oh, an innocent
Brutalised by
Callous hands and
Patrilineal shame
But his dance now opens your eyes
To an essence once unknowable
And not by chance
Not by chance
You see yourself
An ocean trench
Vortexes in
Untangles thread
Time spins
(♩)
Weave the way out
Heed the way home
Weave the way out
Heed the way
(♩)
Arcs of smoke
Express the night
Caress the mist and
Become the ether
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In a state of reintegration
All becomes a point
All intricacy is lost
(♩)
For a transient moment
It is glimpsed
An unbounded space
Where there is only light



Credits
Writer(s): Giosuè Prochilo
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