I AM A SHARMAT
I AM OLDER THAN MUSIC
WHAT I BRING IS LIGHT
WHAT I BRING IS A STAR
WHAT I BRING IS
AN ANCIENT SEA
WHEN YOU SLEEP YOU SEE ME
DANCING AT THE CORE
IT IS NOT A BLIGHT
IT IS MY HOUSE
I PUT A STAR
INTO THE WORLDS MOUTH
TO MURDER IT
TEAR DOWN THE PYLONS
MY BLIND FISH
SWIM IN THE NEW
PHLOGISTON
TEAR DOWN THE PYLONS
MY DEAF MOONS
SING AND BURN
AND ORBIT ME
I AM OLDER THAN MUSIC
WHAT I BRING IS LIGHT
WHAT IS BRING IS A STAR
WHAT I BRING IS
AN ANCIENT SEA
HERE IN HIS SHRINE
THAT THEY HAVE FORGOTTEN
HERE DO WE TOIL
THAT WE MIGHT REMEMBER
BY NIGHT WE RECLAIM
WHAT BY DAY WAS STOLEN
FAR FROM OURSELVES
HE GROWS EVER NEAR TO US
OUR EYES ONCE WERE BLINDED
NOW THROUGH HIM DO WE SEE
OUR HANDS ONCE WERE IDLE
NOW THROUGH THEM DOES HE SPEAK
AND WHEN THE WORLD SHALL LISTEN
AND WHEN THE WORLD SHALL SEE
AND WHEN THE WORLD REMEMBERS
THAT WORLD SHALL CEASE TO BE.
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