Sunburned Hand Of The Man - Every Direction
Hear me
I, who am merely the surveyor of these ruins
I have measured these crumbling avenues in every direction
These tumbled esplanades
These terraces
And these sanctuaries
I am the father of fathers
The mother of mothers
I open my mouth to speak in the midst of silence
My cause to be, that men should have a path on which to tread
I open the eyes of all that they might see
My right eye is the day
My left eye is the night
I, who am merely the surveyor of these ruins
I have measured these crumbling avenues in every direction
These tumbled esplanades
These terraces
And these sanctuaries
I am the father of fathers
The mother of mothers
I open my mouth to speak in the midst of silence
My cause to be, that men should have a path on which to tread
I open the eyes of all that they might see
My right eye is the day
My left eye is the night
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