The Odd and The Even

Flow through your fingers to your brain
The shape of all things
All things
There is no time to feel the shame
Of all your falterings

Even the loneliest of men
He feels the outside
Push in
There is a curtain that was rent
His heart is open

So by firelight
Before fall returns to die
He hears it sigh
When long shadows lie
Before dawn burns up the night!
We open our eyes

The secrets of all you´ve seen
And read in a magazine
The odd and the even sing

They sing a hundred thousand notes
Man, if you´re listening
Listening
Some are high and some are low
All are quickening

And if I cannot tell you when
You´re gonna see it
I swear the order of the end
Is what you´re feeling
The odd and even

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