Houses dissolve into the sun
Form is a mourner’s veil
Thoughts live forever, if only for fun
No one can say what you know
The stuff that is said is the useless part
Form is a mourner’s veil
As large as a star is the speaker’s heart
No one can say what you know
The earth is a flower, and you are its seed
Form is a mourner’s veil
The sun beats a code through the passing trees
No one can say what you know
The windows are sky and sky merely windows
Form is a mourner’s veil
Everyone's wearing disguises and clothes
No one can say what you know
You must talk to buildings – there’s no other way
Form is a mourner’s veil
Voices surround you – do you hear what they say?
No one can say what you know
Light is more real than what it uncovers
Form is a mourner’s veil
You are a flower that keeps changing colors
No one can say what you know
It’s not in the thing but inside its song
Form is a mourner’s veil
All that you’ve learned turns out to be wrong
No one can say what you know
The blackest of stones may be dreaming too
Form is a mourner’s veil
In darkness we live to teach light to shine through
No one can say what you know
