The universe can be neither finite or endless
We have yet the substance or power to know
But we will
Paint her belly in ribbons
Infants in our bed
Flowers and poetry now
And from a torn worldscape a mother will make a home
The alchemy of laundered love
Rambunctious acts of human touch
And the echoing harmonics of a call to prayer
And your ancient brain is golden
Trust it, it aint broken
You can feel love in the dark you can sense it there
There's no evidence of the soul the heart is just an organ
Our stupidities are not our sorrows
Sorrows are forged in love
Just is
Just is
But we are not here forever
We're here for moonbeams and architecture
And for that which will make you weep because you can
Associate man with love
Engineer the power of us
And I know you've been where the light is dark too long
She threw down her veil and blushed
With Raven wings and vulgar eyes of love
What do I have to be part of to qualify for heaven
And I have lived and they have died
Been seduced and I have idolised
But beauty has no value beneath the dark
Life's a gift that only you can open
Let it lift you when your dancing shoes are broken
And the planet emptied for us to have our moment
Just is
Just is