From the recording Texagon

Lyrics

Reading a man who says
Don’t bother reading
Tells me I got all the answers I need
In the absence of cleverly positioned words
I cling to the fingertips of the spirit world
Intellectual understanding versus practice, you know
At arms length 

With watchful eye and that sort
The truth is, my only glimpse came from
Being high on a rooftop
And so I climb again 
I don’t know what this crap is
What I am so beautifully trying to say
Is that I saw an angel
Two or three nights past 

An illumined cloud unlocked the moon
Brought forth a specific light
When before there were only fingerprints 
In a darkened tiny room 
Now I was disturbed
looking for the undisturbed
And looking on with hatred
Inward to the bone

The angel opened up the clouds
The moonlight reached the heart of the waves
And a dead phrase came alive
Until I killed it with a doubt
 I said “it’s not the realization,
but that it didn’t defile me”
And there she came to smile on the quote
We see
But only for a moment
We bleed
If only to define
These prison walls
Where you feel protected
They are only delusion
In the not so far behind 

For a moment there was stillness
The light was touching everything
She sailed the northern sky
And disbanded to the south 
An angel in the northern sky
Before I thought to wonder why
For a moment there was stillness
No faith and no doubt 

We see
But only for a moment
We bleed
If only to define
These prison walls
Where you feel protected
They are only delusion
In the not so far behind 
The hunter and the hunted
Have always marched in common time