Текст песни
At least one we're ready to hear.
No string of words will satisfy.
No simple equation to edify us
Here, in the meantime,
May questioning nurture life.
Fear is illogical math-
An impractical skill to have.
Still, we talk of our future 'til we have no voice;
We'll try to outsmart it with noise.
But here, in the meantime,
May the unknown harvest life.
We're conditioned to mourn our empty glass
Long before it ever poured out our past.
Though our patience is always in short supply,
We'll leave our farsighted worries behind.
Here, in the meantime,
In the gospel of nearsight,
May we learn to live a nourished life.
Треки исполнителя
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The Writer
Sleeping At Last
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Saturn
Sleeping At Last
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Touch
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You've Got a Friend in Me
Sleeping At Last
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Atlas: Body
Sleeping At Last
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Moon
Sleeping At Last
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Hearing
Sleeping At Last
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Transformations
Sleeping At Last
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North
Sleeping At Last
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Divine Creation
Sleeping At Last
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Her Joy Was Complete
Sleeping At Last
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Snow
Sleeping At Last
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Everywhere I Go
Sleeping At Last
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Pacific
Sleeping At Last
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Atlantic,
Sleeping At Last
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