The blood collects, the earth the cup And quickly now it's filling up The ones who drink will also pour Until there's nothing anymore I cannot say the time is come But what I know - thy will be done
Are you the hand that paints it red Or someone who has washed instead
For no one else can claim your role It's yours alone, so keep it whole I see myself in others' eyes But are my own becoming blind My lids restore the outer part Enough deceit to plague my heart I should at first, have looked within Before I traded sight for skin And if there's still a chance for me I'll take it now, I'll drink the sea
A fish swims through the sea while the sea is, in a certain sense, contained within the fish!