Sacred Interior Spaces
El Cuerpo
Lyrics
Steel and paper, blood and gold Two old stories waiting to be told One of the body, one of the soul Which is which? Which is which? Damascus steel, the tang runs dark Dried blood written on the blade Smooth dank wood, the casing worn Darkened by the death it made Chewed and dyed, that rice-paper skin A Gangtok shop where the sidewalk bends Mandalas bloom in adulterated gold Languorous relics of forgotten ends Sacred interior spaces One opens a space that fills The other fills a space to empty Both meant to loose the soul from flesh Both meant to loose the soul from flesh One of the body, one of the soul Thousands of hours to make it whole Creation, then the hand that wields Which is which? What's revealed? Both took thousands of patient hours To fashion and to use The sword to sever, the wheel to still Different roads, the same last truth Sacred interior spaces One opens a space that fills The other fills a space to empty Both meant to loose the soul from flesh Both meant to loose the soul from flesh The blade sets loose with a single stroke The mandala, slow, dissolves the "I" One tears the veil, one lets it fall Both are teaching us to die One of the body, one of the soul Thousands of hours to make it whole Which is which? Which is which? Steel and paper, blood and gold Languorous artifacts of eras old Both meant to loose the soul from flesh Which is which? Which is which?