The Half-Remarkable Question Letra

Were standing between

Out of the evening
Growing a veil
Pining for the pinewoods
That ached for the sail

There's something forgotten
I want you to know
The freckles of rain
They're telling me so...

Oh, it's the old, forgotten question
What is it that we are part of
And what is it that we are?

And an elephant madness
Has covered the sun
The judge and the juries
They play for the fun

They've torn up the roses
And washed all the soap
And the martyr who marries them
Dares not elope

Oh, it's the never-realized question
What is it that we are part of
And what is it that we are?

Oh long, oh long
There at my eyes
Breathed the gates
Enormous fire

And the body
Hold it round me
And the person
In me grew

The flower and its petals
The root and its grasp
The earth and its bigness
The breath and its gasp

The mind and its motion
The foot and its move
The life and its pattern
The heart and its love

Oh, it's the half-remarkable question
What is it that we are part of
And what is it that we are?