[filter, phonograph gramophone spoken-word poetry] All lives, abstract or concrete, Walk softly through the morning light, Some are written in the pages, Some are breathing in the night. Eternal or contingent, Like stars or leaves upon the stream, Some endure beyond the ages, Some arrive like passing dreams. [Pre-Chorus] True or false, the wind keeps singing, Through every name we give the world, Truth may shine like quiet water, Falsehood fade like leaves unfurled. [Chorus] All lives, all lives, Beneath the open sky All lives, all lives, A spark that won't be denied Each one here A question drifting by All lives, all lives, And the earth holds every cry [filter, phonograph gramophone spoken-word poetry] All lives, abstract or concrete, Meet beneath the open sky, Each a mark inside the silence, Each a reason asking why. Eternal or contingent, Still the earth receives them all, Rivers carry every shadow, Gentle rain will rise and fall. [Pre-Chorus] True or false, we walk together, Through the fields of waking days, And the heart keeps finding wonder In the many forms of grace. [Chorus] All lives, all lives, Beneath the open sky All lives, all lives, A spark that won't be denied Each one here A question drifting by All lives, all lives, And the earth holds every cry [filter, phonograph gramophone spoken-word poetry] Some are brief as breath in cold air, Some are carved in stone and fire, Some are only names remembered, Some are born from one desire. But the road makes room for all of us, And the dusk will not divide, Every footstep, every longing, Every broken thing can rise. [Final Chorus] All lives, all lives, Beneath the open sky All lives, all lives, A spark that won't be denied Each one here A question drifting by All lives, all lives, And the earth holds every cry [filter, phonograph gramophone spoken-word poetry] True or false, the wind keeps singing, Through every name we give the world, All lives, all lives, Like water, gently swirled
