Behold The Sea
I woke up in the morning
Stripped down my sheets
I put on my clothes, stepped into my shoes
Tumbled into the street
The daylight was shimmering
And the ghost of a breeze
Was rattling flagpoles
And whispering through the trees
That was the river
This is the sea
I went down to the station
I ran all across town
But the streets were all empty and the markets were closed
There was no-one around
I wandered like a phantom down alleys and passageways
Heavy with history
I heard nothing but silence
Silently saying to me
That was the river
This is the sea
Found myself at the highway
Trucks thundering by
Pillars and pylons
Pointing away up at the sky
Cars hissing like visions
Bikes buzzing like bees
Freight hurtling and moving
But not moving me
That was the river
This is the sea
I slipped into the cathedral
It was quiet and cool
The air was humming with incense
The windows were studded with jewels
There was a stained glass image of jesus
Shining in front of me
Haloed and bleeding, surrounded by children
And shining in front of me
And as I walked out
I was still saying that was the river
I was still saying this is the sea
I went down to the harbour
Stepped out in the rain
With a song in my head
And the blood pounding in my veins
I went down to the harbour
Fell on my knee
For at the end of all roaming
I found you in me
That was the river
This is the sea
Eis o Mar
Acordei de manhã
Tirei os lençóis
Vesti minhas roupas, calcei os sapatos
Caí na rua
A luz do dia brilhava
E o vento sussurrava
Fazendo as bandeiras tilintarem
E sussurrando entre as árvores
Aquilo era o rio
Isso é o mar
Desci até a estação
Corri pela cidade
Mas as ruas estavam vazias e os mercados fechados
Não havia ninguém por perto
Vaguei como um fantasma por becos e passagens
Pesado de história
Não ouvi nada além do silêncio
Silenciosamente dizendo pra mim
Aquilo era o rio
Isso é o mar
Me encontrei na rodovia
Caminhões rugindo
Pilares e torres
Apontando pro céu
Carros assobiando como visões
Bikes zumbindo como abelhas
Cargas voando e se movendo
Mas não me movendo
Aquilo era o rio
Isso é o mar
Entrei na catedral
Era tranquilo e fresco
O ar vibrava com incenso
As janelas eram cravejadas de joias
Havia uma imagem em vitral de Jesus
Brilhando na minha frente
Coroado e sangrando, cercado por crianças
E brilhando na minha frente
E ao sair
Eu ainda dizia que aquilo era o rio
Eu ainda dizia que isso é o mar
Desci até o porto
Saí na chuva
Com uma canção na cabeça
E o sangue pulsando nas veias
Desci até o porto
Caí de joelhos
Pois no fim de toda a busca
Eu te encontrei em mim
Aquilo era o rio
Isso é o mar