Waiting all my life for something to happen.
Waiting for some spirit I can capture, consume and resurrect.
All along, the burning jade forest,
the blue and scalded heavens,
the stone purple sea have all sent gifts
saying: “Open this!”
“Open the window, lover.
Open your eyes, singer.
Open your heart, builder.
Only one thing is ever happening.
Do you know what it is?”
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