From the recording Pepper's Ghost
Lyrics
From the nameless came the form and the sound, One breath split, now the world spins ‘round.
Mountains, rivers, skin, and stone, Every face I see feels strangely known.
Multiplicity bloom from a singular seed, All wants, all fears, all hunger and need.
Try to name it, it slips through rings, The source of the source — ten thousand things.
Light leans on dark just to know it’s bright, Day needs the shadow to measure the night.
Ten thousand things, all born from the One, Spinning like sparks from a rising sun.
I don’t fight it, I let it sing — I move with the pulse of ten thousand things.
I used to grip tight, tried to force control, Build walls ‘round a temporary soul.
But water taught me how to be strong, Soft finds the cracks and it lasts the long.
The tree don’t rush and the wind don’t plan, Yet seasons unfold just the way they can.
When I stopped pushing, the path appeared, What I chased for years was already here.
Every ending’s folded into start, Every stranger’s a piece of my heart.
Ash to soil, breath to air, Nothing disappears — it just changes where.
So I walk light, let the moment lead, Less about want, more about need.
No fixed throne, no solid throne, Just a moving home in the great unknown.
Ten thousand things, all born from the One, Spinning like sparks from a rising sun.