Ruptured Souls Hymn - Take II
Eight billion, nine hundred fifty-seven million souls
Loosened from bone after the rupture
Floating where morning has no shore (ahhhh)
They opened the sealed rooms They named the watchers by the sun
Then the sky came apart And all our little hungers were done
No teeth, no fever,
no bed to leave No hands to hold at the end (ooh)
Free
from suffering Free from want
Free from the bruise of being born But freedom circles empty
If no one needs our arms (ahhhh)
Everyone, everywhere Uncounted faces in one tide
No mother calling supper
No child asking why
We are one bright absence With no
road to divide (hummmm) Where is the point
When there is no direction
Who do we love When no one can fall
We are all one
And no one is waiting We are all one
And nothing is called (ahhhh)
No hunger No prayer No door No there
Only
us
Only
us (ooh)
Where is the point When there is no direction Who do we
love When no one can fall
We are all one
And no one is waiting We are all one Beyond the last
wall
(ahhhh) Everyone All one No shore No sun (ahhhh)