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00:00:00Not revelation, tis that waits, but our unfurnished eyes.
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00:04:22We don't cry, Tim and I
00:04:24We are far too grand
00:04:26But we bolt the door tight
00:04:28To prevent a friend
00:04:30Then we hide our brave face
00:04:32Deep in our hand
00:04:34Not to cry, Tim and I
00:04:36We are far too grand
00:04:40Not to dream, he and me
00:04:42Do we condescend
00:04:44We just shut our brown eye
00:04:46To see the end
00:04:48Tim, see cottages
00:04:50But oh so high
00:04:52Then we shake, Tim and I
00:04:54And lest I cry
00:04:58Tim reads a little hymn
00:05:00And we both pray
00:05:02Please, sir, I and Tim
00:05:04Always lost the way
00:05:06We must die
00:05:08By and by
00:05:10Clergymen say
00:05:12Tim shall, if I do
00:05:14I too, if he
00:05:16Shall we arrange it, Tim
00:05:18Who's so shy
00:05:20Take us simultaneously
00:05:22Lord, I, Tim and me
00:05:28Lord, I, Tim and me
00:05:52I gave myself to him
00:05:54And took himself for pay
00:05:56The solemn contract of a lawyer
00:05:58Was ratified this way
00:06:00Tim, Tim and me
00:06:02Tim, Tim and me
00:06:24He was weak
00:06:26And I was strong
00:06:28Then, so he let me lead him in.
00:06:31I was weak, and he was strong, then, so I let him lead me home.
00:06:37T'wasn't far, the door was near, t'wasn't dark, for he went, too.
00:06:42T'wasn't loud, for he said melt, that was all I cared to know.
00:06:47Day knocked, and we was parked.
00:06:50Neither was strongest, now he strove, and I strove, too.
00:06:55We didn't do it, though.
00:07:25The sun kept setting, setting, still no hue of afternoon.
00:07:55Upon the village I perceived, from house to house, t'was noon.
00:08:00The dust kept dropping, dropping, still no dew upon the grass.
00:08:05But only my forehead stopped, and wandered in my face.
00:08:10My feet kept drowsing, drowsing, still my fingers were awake.
00:08:15Yet, why so little sound, myself, unto my seeming make?
00:08:21How well I knew the night before, I could see it now.
00:08:25T'is dying, I am doing, but I'm not afraid to know.
00:08:50My soul accused me, and I quailed, as tongues of diamond had reviled.
00:09:16All else accused me, and I smiled.
00:09:20My soul, that morning, was my friend.
00:09:25Her favour is the best disdain towards artifice of time, or men.
00:09:31But her disdain, to a lighter bear a finger of enamelled fire.
00:10:01How many flowers fail in wood, or perish from the hill?
00:10:30Or perish from the hill without the privilege to know that they are beautiful?
00:10:35How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:10:38Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:11:08How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:11:11Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:11:14Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:11:38How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:11:41Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:11:44Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:12:08How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:12:11Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:12:14How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:12:17Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:12:20How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:12:23Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:12:26How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:12:29Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:12:32How many cast a nameless pod upon the nearest breeze,
00:12:35Unconscious of the scarlet freight it bears to other eyes.
00:13:05I died for beauty, but was scarce adjusted in the tomb,
00:13:16When one who died for truth was lain in an adjoining room.
00:13:20He questioned softly, Why I failed?
00:13:24For beauty, I replied.
00:13:26And I for truth, Themselves are one, we brethren are, he said.
00:13:32And so as kinsmen met a knight,
00:13:35We talked between the rooms,
00:13:37Until the moss had reached our lips,
00:13:39And covered up our names.
00:13:42Why are you wasting your time with a married man?
00:13:45Answer me!
00:13:47That's my business.
00:14:41That sacred closet when you sweep, entitled Memory,
00:15:00Select a reverential broom, and do it silently.
00:15:04It will be a labour of surprise.
00:15:06Besides, identity of other interlocutors, a probability.
00:15:11August, the dust of that domain, unchallenged, let it lie.
00:15:16You cannot supersede itself, but it can silence you.
00:15:36Here, where the daisies fit my head, tis easiest to lie,
00:15:56And every grass that plays outside is sorry, some for me.
00:16:00Where I am not afraid to go, I may confine my flower,
00:16:04Who was not enemy of me, will gentle be to her,
00:16:08Nor separate herself and me, our distances become
00:16:12A single bloom, we constitute departed, or at home.
00:16:34The soul should always stand ajar, that if heaven inquire,
00:16:54He will not be obliged to wait, or shy of troubling her.
00:16:58Depart, before the host hath slid the bolt unto the door,
00:17:02To search for the accomplished guest.
00:17:57Depart, before the host hath slid the bolt unto the door,
00:18:11Depart, before the host hath slid the bolt unto the door,
00:18:40Depart, before the host hath slid the bolt unto the door.
00:19:10The only ghost I ever saw was dressed in meklin,
00:19:34So he wore no sandal on his foot, and stepped like flakes of snow.
00:19:39His gait was soundless like the bird, but rapid like the roe,
00:19:44His fashions quaint, mosaic, or a happily mistletoe.
00:19:49His conversation seldom, his laughter like the breeze,
00:19:54That dies away in dimples among the pensive trees.
00:19:59Our interview was transient, of me himself was shy,
00:20:04And God forbid I look behind since that appalling day.
00:20:34Pain has but one acquaintance, and that is death.
00:21:03Each one unto the other, society enough.
00:21:07Pain is the junior party, by just a second's right,
00:21:12Death tenderly assists him, and then absconds from sight.
00:21:41Say the words, Tim.
00:21:59He fumbles at your soul, as players at the keys,
00:22:03Before they drop full music on, he stuns you by degrees,
00:22:07He prepares your brittle nature for the ethereal blow,
00:22:11By fainter hammers, further heard, then nearer, then so slow,
00:22:17Your breath has time to straighten, your brain to bubble cool,
00:22:22Deals one imperial thunderbolt, that scalps your naked soul.
00:22:29Sorry, we'll have to cool it for a while.
00:22:32When winds take forest in their pours, the universe is still.
00:22:50Say the words, Tim.
00:23:14You chose not to mention this until after we'd made love again.
00:23:25I don't think I'm being followed.
00:23:49Say the words, Tim.
00:24:18We will forget him, you and I, tonight.
00:24:23You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light.
00:24:27When you've done, pray tell me that I may straight begin.
00:24:37At least, lest while you're lagging, I remember him.
00:25:07After great pain, a formal feeling comes.
00:25:14The nerves sit ceremonious like tombs.
00:25:17The stiff heart questions, was it he that bore, and yesterday, or centuries before?
00:25:23The feet, mechanical, go round of ground, or air, or ought, a wooden way,
00:25:29Regardless groan, a quartz contentment, like a stone.
00:25:35This is the hour of lead.
00:25:39Remembered, if outlived, as freezing persons, recollect the snow.
00:25:45First chill, then stupor, then the letting go.
00:25:56Glad is what happens when you use Dial-Soap.
00:26:01It starts right out with a clean, fresh scent that's like nothing else.
00:26:07To get you going, clean and fresh.
00:26:24Dial washes away the cause of odor on your skin.
00:26:29You just can't buy a better deodorant soap than Dial.
00:26:35And that's saying something.
00:26:37Aren't you glad? Aren't you glad?
00:26:41Do you die? Aren't you glad? Do you die?
00:26:45Aren't you glad? Aren't you glad?
00:26:48Do you die? Aren't you glad?
00:27:07There is no silence in the earth so silent as that endured,
00:27:29which uttered, would discourage nature and haunt the world.
00:27:59There is no silence in the earth so silent as that endured,
00:28:14which uttered, would discourage nature and haunt the world.
00:28:29Going to Heaven.
00:28:44I don't know when, but pray do not ask me how.
00:28:48Indeed, I'm too astonished to think of answering you.
00:28:51Going to Heaven.
00:28:53How dim it sounds, and yet it will be done.
00:28:57As sure as flocks go home at night unto the shepherd's arm.
00:29:02Perhaps you're going too. Who knows?
00:29:05If you should get there first, save a little space for me,
00:29:09close to the two I lost.
00:29:11The smallest robe will fit me, and just a bit of crown.
00:29:16For, you know, we do not mind our dress when we are going home.
00:29:20I'm glad I don't believe it, for it would stop my breath.
00:29:24I'd like to look a little more, but such a curious earth.
00:29:29I'm glad they did believe it.
00:29:34Longing is like the seed that wrestles in the ground,
00:29:38believing if it intercede, it shall at length be found.
00:29:43The hour and the child, each circumstance unknown,
00:29:48what constancy must be achieved before it see the sun?
00:30:18Remorse is memory awake, her parties all astir,
00:30:35a presence of departed acts at window and at door.
00:30:40Its past set down before the soul, and lighted with a match,
00:30:45perusal to facilitate, and help belief to stretch.
00:30:51Remorse is cureless, the disease not even God can heal,
00:30:57for tis his institution, and the adequate of hell.
00:31:46The spirit laughs, but in what mode? Below the body speaks,
00:31:53but as the spirit furnishes a part, it never talks.
00:31:58The music in the violin does not emerge alone,
00:32:01but arm in arm with touch, yet touch alone is not a tune.
00:32:07The spirit lurks within the flesh like tides within the sea,
00:32:13that make the water live, estranged, what would either be?
00:32:19Does not know now, or does it cease, that which to this is done,
00:32:25resuming a mutual date with every future one?
00:32:29Instinct pursues the adamant, extracting this reply.
00:32:34Adversity, if it may be, or wild prosperity.
00:32:40The room escape was shut so tight before my mind was sown,
00:32:45that not even a prognostic's push could make a dent thereon.
00:33:09The music in the violin does not emerge alone,
00:33:14but arm in arm with touch, yet touch alone is not a tune.
00:33:19The music in the violin does not emerge alone,
00:33:24but arm in arm with touch, yet touch alone is not a tune.
00:33:39Wild nights, wild nights, where I would be, wild nights should be a luxury.
00:34:00Futile the wings to a heart in court, done with the compass, done with the chart.
00:34:06Rowing in Eden, o'er the sea, might I put more to night in thee?
00:34:37Once upon a time there was a beautiful forest,
00:34:42where everything was all lovely and green and peaceful.
00:34:47Sunlight fell in ribbons of daylight through its trees.
00:34:51Birds flew in the quiet air above it.
00:34:54Deer and rabbits found secret hiding places to play,
00:34:59for it was truly a beautiful place.
00:35:03And then one day into this beautiful emerald forest a new creature came,
00:35:09a creature called Man.
00:35:11And Man brought with him fire to warm him against the night.
00:35:15Only with his fire Man did not bring caution and the fire got away from him suddenly.
00:35:21And the beautiful forest was no more.
00:35:24And yet there might easily be a different ending.
00:35:29For if Man is careful with his fire, he need never say,
00:35:33once upon a time there was a beautiful forest.
00:36:00The soul has bandaged moments when, too appalled to stir,
00:36:05she feels some ghastly fright come up and stop to look at her.
00:36:09Salute her with long fingers, caress her freezing hair,
00:36:14sip goblin from her very lips.
00:36:17The lover hovered, o'er unworthy,
00:36:20that a thought so mean had cost a theme so fair.
00:36:26The soul has moments of escape when, bursting all the doors,
00:36:30she dances like a bomb abroad and swings upon the hours,
00:36:34as do the bee, delirious-born, long dungeoned from his rose.
00:36:39Touch liberty, then no, no more, but noon and paradise.
00:36:44The soul's retaken moments, when fell on lead along,
00:36:49with shackles on the plumped feet and staples in the song.
00:36:54The horror welcomes her again.
00:36:57These are not braid of tongue.
00:37:49I haven't told my garden yet, lest that should conquer me.
00:37:53I haven't quite the strength now to break it to the bee.
00:37:57I will not name it in the street, for shops would stare at me,
00:38:01that one so shy, so ignorant, should have the face to die.
00:38:07The hillsides must not know it, where I have rambled so,
00:38:11nor tell the loving forest the day that I shall go.
00:38:16Nor lisp it at the table, nor heedless, by the way,
00:38:20hint that within the riddle, one will walk today.
00:38:46I am here!
00:38:48I am here!
00:38:50I am here!
00:38:52I am here!
00:38:54I am here!
00:38:56I am here!
00:38:58I am here!
00:39:00I am here!
00:39:02I am here!
00:39:04I am here!
00:39:06I am here!
00:39:08I am here!
00:39:10I am here!
00:39:12I am here!
00:39:14I am here!
00:39:16I am here!
00:39:18I am here!
00:39:20I am here!
00:39:22I am here!
00:39:24I am here!
00:39:26I was just thinking about you.
00:39:31Me too.
00:39:41What were you thinking?
00:40:44The skies can't keep their secret. They tell it to the hills. The hills just tell the orchards, and they the daffodils.
00:40:51A bird, by chance, that goes that way, soft overheard the whole. If I should bribe the little bird, who knows what she would tell?
00:40:59I think I won't, however. It's finer not to know. If summer were an axiom, what sorcery had snow?
00:41:07So keep your secret, father. I would not, if I could, know what the sapphire fellows do in your new-fashioned world.
00:41:26Shall we go somewhere quiet?
00:41:28To wait an hour is long, if love be just beyond. To wait eternity is short, if love reward beyond.
00:41:58I heard as if I had no ear, till a vital word came all the way from life to me, and then I knew I heard.
00:42:19I saw as if my eye were on another, till a thing, and how I knew it was light, because it made it there, came in.
00:42:27I dwelt as if myself were out of my body, but within, until a mind detected me, and sent my guide within.
00:42:35And that spirit turned unto the dust, old friend, thou know'st me, and I went out to tell the news, and made eternity.
00:42:48I went out to tell the news, and made eternity.
00:42:53Somehow myself survived the night, and entered with the day. Could it be saved, as saved suffice, without the formula?
00:43:20Henceforth I take my living place as one commuted lead, a candidate for morning chants, but dated with the dead.
00:43:50Love is that later thing that death, more previous than life, confirms it at its entrance,
00:44:19and usurps it on itself, tastes death, the first to hand the sting, the second to its friend, disarms the little interval,
00:44:29deposits him with God, then hovers an inferior guard, lest this beloved charge need, once in an eternity, be smaller than the large.
00:45:19It bloomed and dropped a single noon, the flower, distinct and red,
00:45:46I, passing through another noon, another in its stead, will equal grow, and though no more, but came another day, to find the species disappeared, the same locality.
00:46:01The sun in place, no other fraud on nature's perfect sum, had I but lingered yesterday, was my retrieveless blame.
00:46:12Much flowers of this and further zones had perished in my hands, for seeking its resemblance, but unapproached it stands.
00:46:22The single flower of the earth that I, in passing by, unconscious was, great nature's face, passed infinite by me.
00:46:41He found my being, set it up, adjusted it to place, then carved his name upon it, and bade it to the east.
00:46:49Be faithful in his absence, to tomorrow.
00:47:41What would I give to see his face? I'd give my life, but of course that isn't enough.
00:47:52Stop just a minute, let me think.
00:47:57I'd give my biggest bobbleg. That makes two, him and life.
00:48:08You know who June is? I'd give her.
00:48:38The sun went down, no man looked on, the earth and I, alone, were present at the majesty, he triumphed and went on.
00:48:47The sun went up, no man looked on, the earth and I, and one, a nameless bird, a stranger, were witness for the crown.
00:49:39The sun went down, no man looked on, the earth and I, alone, were present at the majesty, he triumphed and went on.
00:49:47The sun went up, no man looked on, the earth and I, and one, a nameless bird, a stranger, were witness for the crown.
00:49:58And when the altars stopped their tune, put my pretense away.
00:50:13This night did soft descend, nor constellation burn, intent upon the vision of latitudes unknown.
00:50:34The angels, happening that way, this dusty heart of spied, tenderly took it up from the toil and carried it to God.
00:50:44There, sandals for the barefoot, there, gathered from the gales, do the blue heavens by the hand lead the wandering sails.
00:51:03There, sandals for the barefoot, there, gathered from the gales, do the blue heavens by the hand lead the wandering sails.
00:51:13There, sandals for the barefoot, there, gathered from the gales, do the blue heavens by the hand lead the wandering sails.
00:51:23There, sandals for the barefoot, there, gathered from the gales, do the blue heavens by the hand lead the wandering sails.
00:52:53There, sandals for the barefoot, there, gathered from the gales, do the blue heavens by the hand lead the wandering sails.
00:53:03There, sandals for the barefoot, there, gathered from the gales, do the blue heavens by the hand lead the wandering sails.
00:53:13I'm lost.
00:53:41Who am I?
00:54:04Who are you?
00:54:06Am I the man of your dreams?
00:54:12Or the woman of your nightmares?
00:54:43I'm lost.
00:54:47So am I.
00:55:05One blessing had I than the rest, so larger to my eyes, that I stopped gauging, satisfied for this enchanted sight.
00:55:14It was the limit of my dream, the focus of my prayer, a perfect, paralyzing bliss, contented as despair.
00:55:25I knew no more of want or cold, phantasms both became of this new value in the soul, supreme earthly sum.
00:55:35The heavens below, the heaven above, skewered with ruddier blue, life's latitudes lent over, full, the judgment perished too.
00:55:46Why bliss so scantily dispersed? Why paradise defer? Why floods be served to us in bowls? I speculate no more.
00:56:07Don't go back to sleep.
00:56:37I'm lost.
00:56:39So am I.
00:56:54Three times we parted breath, and I three times he would not go, but strove to stir the lifeless fan, the water strove to stay.
00:57:06Three times the billows tossed me up, then caught me like a ball, then made blue faces in my face, and pushed away a sail that crawled leagues off.
00:57:18I like to see, for thinking, while I die, how pleasant to behold a thing where human faces be.
00:57:27The waves grew sleepy, breath did not, the winds like children lulled, then sunrise kissed my chrysalis, and I stood up and lived.
00:57:43It was summer in the evening, in the evening after the rain. We were driving, she and I. The road was winding as rivers wind.
00:57:56We were speeding like birds, like incredible birds, feeling the wind, speeding into the wind.
00:58:07It was summer in the evening, in the evening after the rain. We were passing crowds, passing clouds, faster than the moon, driving, uncaring, she and I.
00:58:23Faster and faster, our car was like a comet. We were speeding through our lives. There was no way to stop. Can you hear me? Can you hear me?
00:58:39Good morning, midnight. I'm coming home. Day got tired of me. How could I of him? Sunshine was a sweet place, I liked to stay, but morn didn't want me now, so good night, Day.
00:59:00I can look, can't I, when the east is red? The hills have a way, then, that put the heart abroad.
00:59:09You are not so fair, midnight. I chose Day, but please take a little girl, he turned away.
00:59:29I can look, can't I, when the east is red? The hills have a way, then, that put the heart abroad.
00:59:41You are not so fair, midnight. I chose Day, but please take a little girl, he turned away.
00:59:58Hope is a thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all.
01:00:08And sweetest in the gale is heard, and sore must be the storm, that could abash the little bird, that kept so many warm.
01:00:18I've heard it in the chillest land, and on the strangest sea, yet never in extremity it asked a crumb of me.
01:00:29It is easy to work when the soul is at play, but when the soul is in pain, the hearing him put his playthings up, makes work difficult then.
01:00:56It is simple to ache in the bone, or on the rind, but gimlets among the nerve, mangle daintier, terribler, like a panther in a glove.
01:01:26It might be lonelier without the loneliness,
01:01:55and so accustomed to my fate, perhaps the other peace would interrupt the dark, and crowd the little room, too scant by cubits, to contain the sacrament of him.
01:02:14I am not used to hope, it might intrude upon its sweet parade, blaspheme the place ordained to suffering. It might be easier to fail, with land in sight, than gain my blue peninsula, to perish of delight.
01:02:44Why are you doing this to me?
01:02:54What?
01:03:24Why are you doing this to me?
01:03:44Why are you doing this to me?
01:04:14Why are you doing this to me?
01:04:44Why are you doing this to me?
01:05:08Why are you doing this to me?
01:05:33I cannot live with you, it would be life, and life is over there, behind the shelf. The sexton keeps the key to putting up our life, is porcelain, like a cup.
01:05:47Discard the housewife, quaint or broke, anew a severer pleases, old ones crack. I could not die with you, for one must wait, to shut the other's gaze down, you could not.
01:06:02And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace.
01:06:21And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace. And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace. And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace. And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace. And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace. And I, could I stand by and see you freeze
01:06:51though my name rang loudest on the heavenly fane? And were you saved, and I
01:06:58condemned to be where you were not, that self were hell to me. So we must meet
01:07:06apart. You there, I here, with just the door ajar, that oceans are, and prayer,
01:07:15and that white substance, despair.
01:07:20This guitar is part of my life.
01:08:20And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege?
01:08:27Nor could I rise with you, because your face would put out Jesus's, that new grace. And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life. And we must meet apart. You there, I here, with just the door ajar, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life. And we must meet apart.
01:08:29Give of thine an acre unto me, and said Passion through contracted breaths, a thousand times thee nay, bore death from Passion all his east, he sovereign as the sun, resituated in the west, and the debate was done.
01:08:50And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:09:10And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:09:40And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:10:00Under the light, yet under, under the grass and the dirt, under the beetle's cellar, under the clover's root, further than arm could stretch, were it giant long, further than sunshine could, were the day year long.
01:10:22Over the light, yet over, over the arc of a bird, over the comet's chimney, over the cubit's head, further than guests can gallop, further than riddle ride, or fool the disc to the distance between ourselves and the dead.
01:10:52And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:11:22And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:11:52And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:12:22And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:12:52And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:13:22And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:13:52And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:14:12And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:14:42And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:15:10I gained it so by climbing slow, by catching at the twigs that grow, between the bliss and me, it hung so high, as well the sky, a tempt by strategy. I said I gained it, this was all, look how I clutch it, lest it fall. And I a pauper go, unfitted by an instant's grace, for the contented beggar's face I wore an hour ago.
01:15:40And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.
01:16:10And I, could I stand by and see you freeze, without my right of frost, death's privilege? And were you saved, and I condemned to be where you were not, that oceans are, and prayer, and this guitar is part of my life.