Now (More Near Ourselves Than We) Songtext

Now, more near ourselves than we
Is a bird singing in a tree
Who never sings the same thing twice
And still that singing's all the way his.
Eyes can feel, ears may see, there's never lived a guerre hive
If earth and sky should break in two, he'd make them one, he sung so true.

Whom sings for us, for you, for me,
For each leaf, new or then, come here.
And for his own, his mouth, his teeth,