Time, As a Symptom

歌詞

Time passed hard, and the task was the hardest thing she'd ever do. But she forgot, the moment she saw you. So it would seem to be true: when cruel birth debases, we forget. When cruel death debases, we believe it erases all the rest that precedes. But stand brave, life-liver, bleeding out your days in the river of time. Stand brave: time moves both ways, in the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating joy of life; the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating joy of life. The moment of your greatest joy sustains: not axe nor hammer, tumor, tremor, can take it away, and it remains. It remains. And it pains me to say, I was wrong. Love is not a symptom of time. Time is just a symptom of love (and of the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating joy of life; the nullifying, defeating, negating, repeating joy of life). Hardly seen, hardly felt- deep down where your fight is waiting, down 'till the light in your eyes is fading: joy of life. Where I know that you can yield, when it comes down to it; bow like the field when the wind combs through it: joy of life. And every little gust that chances through will dance in the dust of me and you, with joy-of-life. And in our perfect secret-keeping: One ear of corn, in silent, reaping joy of life. Joy! Again, around-a pause, a sound-a song: a way a Lone a Last a Loved a Long. A cave, a grave, a day: arise, ascend. (Areion, Rharian, go free and graze. Amen.) A shore, a tide, unmoored-a sight, abroad: A dawn, unmarked, undone, undarked (a god). No time. No flock. No chime, no clock. No end. White star, white ship-Nightjar, transmit: transcend! White star, white ship-Nightjar, transmit: transcend! White star, white ship-Nightjar, transmit: transcend! White star, white ship-Nightjar, transmit: trans