Silent Planet - Everything That Rises Must Converge | Текст песни

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We might[i] -- suppose that this is love, we might become like broken
mirrors- reflecting mere shapes and shades, until we have faces.

Drifting through our paradoxes, come wind, come weather.
Prisoner: disappeared for the sake of the world. [ii] "Behold, I make
all things anew."[iii] Feel me, alert to the sound of your heart.

I drowned in the desert to the thirst for the sea, disguised by the
light to blind the dark in me.[iv] I drowned in the desert to thirst
for the sea and at the death of the garden plant the seeds of
eternity.[v] He's watching over us, She's watching over us.

Sleeper: A prison comprised of self. "Behold, I make all things anew."
Feel me, alert to the sound of your breath.

Prisoner, the fire is surrounding! Love is the pasture in the House of
the Lord -- a jubilee economy[vi] for none to afford, and our fabric
was woven peace by peace, and all the while we sat singing "Sweet
sleep surround surcease." Prisoner, you sleep safe in your cell! Revel
in reticent revelations, as movements of the Spirit extinguish this
distinguishing conflagration. Lines were tearing out that negative
space, defined by figure eight patterns bringing us face to face.[vii]

[i] C.S. Lewis, Until We Have Faces

[ii] cf. William Cavanaugh, Torture and Eucharist; Alexander
Schmemann, For the Life of the World

[iii] Revelation 21:5

[iv] Acts 9:3-9:9

[v] Darren Aronofsky, The Fountain

[vi] Leviticus 25:10, 23; 27:21. cf. John Howard Yoder, The Politics of Jesus

[vii] Marissa Quinn