For the memory of the moon,
Shone too bright and gone too soon.
Empty sky and earth below,
Who can show us what we’re losing?
Show us when we’ve done? Will we ever now be ready
for the darker nights to come? Hold the center fast and steady,
for the fight is never won, and never fair, and never pretty.
Singin’ Die dat da da, dah
History comes a cold parade,
Bridges burned, plans we never made.
Some days like a clock unwound,
And the other days are burning, see-
The turning of the wheel. While the spokes are fast and many,
at the center is what’s real. At the center it is empty,
and the emptiness is still, amongst the pain, and amongst the plenty,
Singin’ Die dat da da, dah
(So we) Pray to the god of the old town square,
Pray to the gods of the people who were there.
Pray to the god of the great undone,
For the ones who came before us,
And the one’s who’ve yet to come. They are waiting in the spaces
far behind the empty sun. Their illuminated faces
as they take our place and run!
Singin’ Die dat da da da, die dat da da da, Die sat da da da da da…
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