Miserere

Do you ever look around Turn your ear to the ground Show your face to the sky On a night when the skies echo sounds From inside of your mind On the stage that you shone Where the sun did become you And move with your thoughts Through the sighs and the scenes Of the worlds you have seen And the sights that have been Your reflection in shadows and dreams Your reflection in shadows and dreams? Did you ever see a man Who did walk down the street White robe with no shoes on his feet And on top of his head place a box with two slits? And the sign from his neck said "I do not exist" Or a woman who could not remember her name Did stutter and stutter Again and again And saw you and called you her son? Her eyes said "My being is gone But still I'm not dead." Oh, miserere, miserere Miserere, miserere Miserere me Have you ever seen a sound? Have you listened to an image? Have you ever touched a thought? Have you ever tasted nothing? Have you ever told a lie That was true more than truth Because truth it had lied All its life when it spoke to you? And what did it say? It is that, it is this This goes here, here is there It is not, yes it is It was dulling your senses Your eyes they were bound Have you ever, my friends Been looking around? And the other replies With a wave of a hand: I am already here In this promised land But not by a god and not by a king And not by a spirit Deep from within I am here Because a miracle's a whim; It's a flash of glory It's an empty tin And maybe might lets you in Not to save you But to keep on looking Oh, miserere, miserere Miserere, miserere Miserere me Oh, miserere, miserere Oh, miserere, miserere (repeats under verse) Have you ever Been so happy that you're sad? That the lights turn to stars And the stars become eyes And hellos are goodbyes And the laughs are the sighs And the show disappears with the note "Until next time"? Long live living If living can be this Long live living If living can be this Long live living If living can be this Long live living If living can be this Do you ever look around And find what is yet to be found?