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To find the many in the one
He sweated under foreign skies
To see the stars behind the sun
So space and time were now undone
Reality was undisguised
We found the many in the one
We stare at photographs, but none could show
The mind behind the eyes
He saw the stars behind the sun
Not with a sword, or knife, or gun
A simple picture severed ties
He found the many in the one
Light bends around us, so we run
As gravity reclassifies
The stars we saw behind the sun
To see the world beyond the skies
To touch the mind behind the eyes
To find the many in the one
He showed us stars behind the sun
Unfucked, or anyway retiring
In the awkward sense, retirement will never be an option
The gruff gentleman with the cap who understands
What the numbers mean
Remembers a bicycle ride when he was younger
The smoke of the cigarettes he does not smoke kicks at his lungs
Mixing with the buzz of the booze he doesn't ever drink
A convivial pint after the ride into the country gave him such a thirst
And afterwards they lay on their back in the stubble
Staring up at the stars, together, all the stars
Countable as the words in a Bible
Countable as the hairs on his friend's head
All accountable, and that is why they never truly touched
The shadow of prison or disgrace perhaps moving between them
Like the shadow of an eclipse
And, in another life, at another time
To see the stars behind the sun
He takes his photographs
Fighting the cloud cover, becoming
The thing that happened in Principe
When he proved that the German was right
That light had weight
Half a year after the Armistice
A populariser, but not courting popularity
Somewhen a boy is counting stars
Somewhen a man is photographing light
Somewhen his finger strokes the stubble on another's cheek
And for a moment everything is relative
He sweated under foreign skies
To see the stars behind the sun
So space and time were now undone
Reality was undisguised
We found the many in the one
We stare at photographs, but none could show
The mind behind the eyes
He saw the stars behind the sun
Not with a sword, or knife, or gun
A simple picture severed ties
He found the many in the one
Light bends around us, so we run
As gravity reclassifies
The stars we saw behind the sun
To see the world beyond the skies
To touch the mind behind the eyes
To find the many in the one
He showed us stars behind the sun
Unfucked, or anyway retiring
In the awkward sense, retirement will never be an option
The gruff gentleman with the cap who understands
What the numbers mean
Remembers a bicycle ride when he was younger
The smoke of the cigarettes he does not smoke kicks at his lungs
Mixing with the buzz of the booze he doesn't ever drink
A convivial pint after the ride into the country gave him such a thirst
And afterwards they lay on their back in the stubble
Staring up at the stars, together, all the stars
Countable as the words in a Bible
Countable as the hairs on his friend's head
All accountable, and that is why they never truly touched
The shadow of prison or disgrace perhaps moving between them
Like the shadow of an eclipse
And, in another life, at another time
To see the stars behind the sun
He takes his photographs
Fighting the cloud cover, becoming
The thing that happened in Principe
When he proved that the German was right
That light had weight
Half a year after the Armistice
A populariser, but not courting popularity
Somewhen a boy is counting stars
Somewhen a man is photographing light
Somewhen his finger strokes the stubble on another's cheek
And for a moment everything is relative
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:22.84] To find the many in the one
[00:28.92] He sweated under foreign skies
[00:34.88] To see the stars behind the sun
[00:46.80] So space and time were now undone
[00:53.30] Reality was undisguised
[00:58.89] We found the many in the one
[01:13.12] We stare at photographs, but none could show
[01:18.43] The mind behind the eyes
[01:22.89] He saw the stars behind the sun
[01:35.95] Not with a sword, or knife, or gun
[01:41.45] A simple picture severed ties
[01:46.90] He found the many in the one
[01:59.19] Light bends around us, so we run
[02:06.52] As gravity reclassifies
[02:10.89] The stars we saw behind the sun
[02:22.95] To see the world beyond the skies
[02:29.02] To touch the mind behind the eyes
[02:34.91] To find the many in the one
[02:40.93] He showed us stars behind the sun
[03:00.39]
[03:11.20] Unfucked, or anyway retiring
[03:13.68] In the awkward sense, retirement will never be an option
[03:17.26] The gruff gentleman with the cap who understands
[03:19.85] What the numbers mean
[03:21.42] Remembers a bicycle ride when he was younger
[03:24.65] The smoke of the cigarettes he does not smoke kicks at his lungs
[03:29.01] Mixing with the buzz of the booze he doesn't ever drink
[03:32.69] A convivial pint after the ride into the country gave him such a thirst
[03:38.36] And afterwards they lay on their back in the stubble
[03:41.79] Staring up at the stars, together, all the stars
[03:48.05] Countable as the words in a Bible
[03:51.18] Countable as the hairs on his friend's head
[03:54.43] All accountable, and that is why they never truly touched
[04:01.15] The shadow of prison or disgrace perhaps moving between them
[04:06.76] Like the shadow of an eclipse
[04:14.21] And, in another life, at another time
[04:20.36] To see the stars behind the sun
[04:22.86] He takes his photographs
[04:24.84] Fighting the cloud cover, becoming
[04:27.19] The thing that happened in Principe
[04:29.55] When he proved that the German was right
[04:32.39] That light had weight
[04:36.52] Half a year after the Armistice
[04:39.55] A populariser, but not courting popularity
[04:47.19] Somewhen a boy is counting stars
[04:52.46] Somewhen a man is photographing light
[04:57.63] Somewhen his finger strokes the stubble on another's cheek
[05:03.64] And for a moment everything is relative
[05:10.79]
[00:28.92] He sweated under foreign skies
[00:34.88] To see the stars behind the sun
[00:46.80] So space and time were now undone
[00:53.30] Reality was undisguised
[00:58.89] We found the many in the one
[01:13.12] We stare at photographs, but none could show
[01:18.43] The mind behind the eyes
[01:22.89] He saw the stars behind the sun
[01:35.95] Not with a sword, or knife, or gun
[01:41.45] A simple picture severed ties
[01:46.90] He found the many in the one
[01:59.19] Light bends around us, so we run
[02:06.52] As gravity reclassifies
[02:10.89] The stars we saw behind the sun
[02:22.95] To see the world beyond the skies
[02:29.02] To touch the mind behind the eyes
[02:34.91] To find the many in the one
[02:40.93] He showed us stars behind the sun
[03:00.39]
[03:11.20] Unfucked, or anyway retiring
[03:13.68] In the awkward sense, retirement will never be an option
[03:17.26] The gruff gentleman with the cap who understands
[03:19.85] What the numbers mean
[03:21.42] Remembers a bicycle ride when he was younger
[03:24.65] The smoke of the cigarettes he does not smoke kicks at his lungs
[03:29.01] Mixing with the buzz of the booze he doesn't ever drink
[03:32.69] A convivial pint after the ride into the country gave him such a thirst
[03:38.36] And afterwards they lay on their back in the stubble
[03:41.79] Staring up at the stars, together, all the stars
[03:48.05] Countable as the words in a Bible
[03:51.18] Countable as the hairs on his friend's head
[03:54.43] All accountable, and that is why they never truly touched
[04:01.15] The shadow of prison or disgrace perhaps moving between them
[04:06.76] Like the shadow of an eclipse
[04:14.21] And, in another life, at another time
[04:20.36] To see the stars behind the sun
[04:22.86] He takes his photographs
[04:24.84] Fighting the cloud cover, becoming
[04:27.19] The thing that happened in Principe
[04:29.55] When he proved that the German was right
[04:32.39] That light had weight
[04:36.52] Half a year after the Armistice
[04:39.55] A populariser, but not courting popularity
[04:47.19] Somewhen a boy is counting stars
[04:52.46] Somewhen a man is photographing light
[04:57.63] Somewhen his finger strokes the stubble on another's cheek
[05:03.64] And for a moment everything is relative
[05:10.79]