Today I will thank and sing and praise
for a sole memory of our shared creations
turns my grief into striving,
dissolves my tears in joy;
for a sole memory of our shared struggles
turns my pride into surrender,
my vanity into love.
Today I will thank and cry and hush
for the enchanting surety of fashion
my lost limbs once craved,
and the countless flaws and weaknesses
my feeble mind now finds,
my heart sees only as the light
those falsities won't drown,
as the mask your fear wears to conceal
the injured purity of your soul.
Today I will thank the presence now replacing me
for it tells me it will soon be replaced by more,
as a child is all children and a man is all men
and the wonders we found in each other abide in us all
and the wonders we lived in each other invoke their own renewal
for the wonders of our senses will be shattered without end
til the dawn of our infinite sun.
Today I will untiringly thank and mourn and celebrate
for these words have been countlessly uttered and misunderstood
and will be endlessly uttered and misunderstood
as to remind us of the darkness our conceited minds bare,
remind us of the inexpressible, luminiscent reality pulsating in our souls.
(Barcelona, 23/05/01)
for a sole memory of our shared creations
turns my grief into striving,
dissolves my tears in joy;
for a sole memory of our shared struggles
turns my pride into surrender,
my vanity into love.
Today I will thank and cry and hush
for the enchanting surety of fashion
my lost limbs once craved,
and the countless flaws and weaknesses
my feeble mind now finds,
my heart sees only as the light
those falsities won't drown,
as the mask your fear wears to conceal
the injured purity of your soul.
Today I will thank the presence now replacing me
for it tells me it will soon be replaced by more,
as a child is all children and a man is all men
and the wonders we found in each other abide in us all
and the wonders we lived in each other invoke their own renewal
for the wonders of our senses will be shattered without end
til the dawn of our infinite sun.
Today I will untiringly thank and mourn and celebrate
for these words have been countlessly uttered and misunderstood
and will be endlessly uttered and misunderstood
as to remind us of the darkness our conceited minds bare,
remind us of the inexpressible, luminiscent reality pulsating in our souls.
(Barcelona, 23/05/01)