Martin Hall - An Overture / 'Relief' (1985) #02 | Текст песни

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• An Overture / 'Relief' (1985) #02

There are no such concepts as 'for' or 'against'
Love is centreless, limitless, beyond any man-made 'black versus white' terminology
Of course there has to be a reality based on the 'love under will' principle
But to regard this discipline as any finality could easily become just another contraphobia
There's no truth to hide in, no lie to prosecute
We're here all alone and every individual judges itself

Pictures melting
Covering all senses
Marks the outline of your presence
And your whisper
Hits me like a scream of affection
Savage as death

As I lie by your side in the still of the night
The oblivion of all that's ever been left behind me
Cut on cut
Lines on lines
The return from each bow
In a triangle move
From the nucleus to the final break

In this vacuum between how we think two-dimensional and sense three-dimensional
Emotion and intellect are often considered as two ends in themselves
But it seems to me that they're just the two ground pillars over which the web of the spiritual reality can be woven
It's like a black-and-white photography
You don't see the black colour isolated from the white
You instinctively perceive the colours united as the motive of the picture

As I sense you in delayed impressions
Set in time by zigzag patterns
All relations synchronized with nearness
As the nature of fulfilment

And from stretch to relief
All I've seen
All I've done
Blow on blow
All untouched
Closer and closer in every turn
The eternity of every moment we share
And the perfect decay
Of the mornings
Of the waves of time

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