Lyrics
Fruit
Considering ratios under stained glass
the only one who sees the secret
observing the order of things
observing the order of things
Listening for silence under water
the only one who sees the ideal
observing the order of the things he sees
observing the order of things
Even saying he lives or dies through exercises:
Under Control,
and where he steps is glass
the sounds he makes are ice
the faithful bring their hopeful words
and he brings fruit to the faithful
(the ossicles of the inner ear rock from side to side)