Music: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1dmh1cZQuXk (Afro Celt Sound System Persistence of Memory)
In the beginning, was the word
As simple, as pure, as it was
beautiful
…and it was good.
He saw her, she saw him
As simple, as pure, as it was
beautiful
For the word burned within both
…and it was good
At first the word
Raged furious intense
Stolen glance
Fleeting touch
As simple, as pure, as it was
beautiful
…and it was good
Trembling steps
Fearful mouths
Awkward in silent whispers, lest the
power of the word destroy
As simple, as pure, as it was
beautiful
…and it was good
As the word carried freedom
Total
In the carefree caress
Acceptance
Total
In the longing gaze
As simple, as pure, as it was
beautiful
…and it was good
Perhaps too good
Adjectives and verbs began to
clutter
The lover’s literature
Tongues slowly become mute
Perhaps fearful
Perhaps wanting
The word to forget them
If they could only forget it
But
The word would always remain
As simple, as pure, as it was
beautiful
…and that was good
...and that is good
...and that shall ever be good
As simple, as pure, as it was beautiful
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