Begin & End - Theatre Of Tragedy

Don’t know inside from upside-down

We praise the famed unwittingly

If we had read that we are but illiterate

What would we do?

Keep inventory of things that we do not owe

Even at a standstill we are spinning round and round

We’re lost but found

Nowhere is right here

Talk to us long enough and you will be perplexed

Begin and end

We talked in a language that we didn’t understand

Hiding things that were obscure while the people are searching

Leaving our lives, staying in the same location

Proving me to you, proving you to me Looking at pictures of people we do not know

A first preview of something we have seen before

A host of one tracing the invisible

We danced side by side to a different monotone

We practised our stargaze every day in the daylight

A plan with no abstract outlined in the concrete

A man opposite us is out-of-sight and unknown

Never far nor all too near