[00:10.69]Maybe there's no answer here,
[00:20.67]At least one we're ready to hear.
[00:30.68]No string of words will satisfy.
[00:40.61]No simple equation to edify us
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[00:50.42]Here, in the meantime,
[00:55.70]May questioning nurture life.
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[01:11.10]Fear is illogical math-
[01:21.39]An impractical skill to have.
[01:30.79]Still, we talk of our future 'til we have no voice;
[01:41.36]We'll try to outsmart it with noise.
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[01:51.53]But here, in the meantime,
[01:56.61]May the unknown harvest life.
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[02:32.13]We're conditioned to mourn our empty glass
[02:41.30]Long before it ever poured out our past.
[02:51.84]Though our patience is always in short supply,
[03:01.49]We'll leave our farsighted worries behind.
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[03:12.33]Here, in the meantime,
[03:17.52]In the gospel of nearsight,
[03:22.58]May we learn to live a nourished life.
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