[Intro: Wind, piano, distant synth] [Verse 1 - Male, intimate spoken-sung] I lie here in my bed, I look upon the ceiling. I wonder if I'm conscious, Or if I am dead. The world still turns instead. Then I crystallize. I am still alive. A vision of the Other comes forth, And she says, [Female - distant whisper] I am still alive. [Verse 2 - Male] Much to do, In this circumstance and time. I move in through the sun, I move in through the wind. I move in between you. I know it may not make sense, But that's how it's been. Don't fret if you don't comprehend. [Verse 3 - Male, building] Direction is movement, Movement can be in direction. We pivot from a focal point, Even without recollection. Dynamic of the parallel, Parallel to the dynamic, Represent quadronic hyphantic. [Pre-Chorus - Male] Move with my love, It will be so. The heart knows why, The soul knows how to go. [Verse 4 - Male] I'm fervent in my reasoning, I'm fervent in my flow. I know these words are esoteric, But I felt that you should know. The reason for it all, The reason it all began. How do I even start, So you may comprehend? [Chorus - Male, female harmony] The world as you know it Is a place where love can begin. [Instrumental: Wind, piano, arpeggios] [Bridge - Male, spoken] For consciousness, like wind, makes movement, And movement forms the geometry. The geometry of a meeting, Where you may encounter me. Not every direction leads to another, Not every crossing is something we know. But somewhere in the movement, The meeting itself can be love. Both. For people are the objects, And the mode of experience Is linear progression. They are rooted in time, And yet that is not fixed. People need space, People need place, To make movement through time. And all the supporting objects, All the structures of existence, Facilitate the platform of that movement. But just because there is space and time, Does not mean it is absolute. [Break: Piano, wind, silence] [Male - whisper] She said, [Verse 5 - Female, ethereal melody] Give me a fraction, I'll multiply by more. [Male - soft response] Intact with a reaction, Swivel we adore. In the night of superposition, I lay down to rest. She said, [Female] We hold on, We work supreme, In parallel contraction. [Male - quiet] She said, through the climb, [Verse 6 - Female] Reason or a rhyme, You may not see at first, But time sometimes rhymes. Minute to the hour, Hour to the year, A year is but a drop In the pail of time. Outside that construct, We work with the whole. Conduit of collection. [Instrumental: Strings rise] [Verse 7 - Female, rising] Collection like a flower, Its variations spread Like leaves around a circle, A circle raised and red. Hope is not lost, Cold does leave frost. But day by day, Just an integer to a prime. [Pre-Chorus - Female] You may not find recollection, But that does not avail. Through iteration, We do not fail. For we continue the spire, It's you who I desire. You did this to inquire, Corpus quill of pen-written desire. [Bridge 2 - Female, intimate] I know you do not comprehend The astatute where this spiral goes. Your eagerness cannot be ignored, Astatute, love be adored. The reason for this all, The symphony of my heart, The symphony of your tongue. [Duet - Male and Female, crescendo] We are not apart, Never too far. I hear your breath come to me, I hear your convergence like a storm. And when you call to me, I return the call. [Final Chorus - Duet, soaring] Fervent is my form, Fervent is my curve. I circle ardently Through the convergence of the storm. You call me to you, Center of my mass. I lateral to you, truly. [Outro - Duet, soft] A dimple like a dove, A signal to be trove. Anchor to you truly, An image from above. [End: Piano and wind fade]
