Paroles de For The Ejection Of Rest; They'll Dance

A couple words, just letters that are human in denomination A dumb stare may show either a lack of understanding or a sign of genius. Divinity rests in places unseen Masked by a chance encounter or an everyday occurrence As streets divide cities your skin divides all of you And as cells to the petal of a wilted flower To soil we return in a… (magnificent rejoice As for the ejection of rest they'll dance) A city on a hill cannot be hidden So clap your hands, all you nations You cannot hope to understand someone completely until you cease to make assumptions about them, but that will never happen so (for now) we'll settle with gentle acquaintances.