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She didn't, so l had to pray

at school, then go back home

and say l thought that reason was the

way the light, and that God was dead

This was a Catholic school

they fed us catechism

fear of hell, and fear

of punishment as well

They hit us hard to do us good and told us

that we never would survive without our faith

My aunt said they were hypocrites

you can't imagine how it was

to be alone with such a split

but to atone for sinful doubt l searched

for truth, with all the passion of my youth

You found it?

Science

So you think that you can

penetrate the mind of God

l do... not know... if God has a mind

or if there is a God, l don't believe...

Such golden hair, we can agree...

To disagree? How true, l'm talking

far too much, now what of you?

We'd rather sing than speak

it leaves us free to mourn, or to rejoice

Ultimately there always is a choice

Ah, so, you see... we're not

so different, really, you and me

Speak to me

Of what? What is there to say?

Too much, or nothing

please try, anyway

Well, l adore the number one

one you, one me, one moon, one sun

Must l revolve around you then? Am l

the silver planet circling round the gold?

Are you the source of light and heat, whilst

l am shadow, pulling watery tides, and cold?

You hear a meaning where

there's none, l fear... l spoke of one

A number, an idea, my preference

for the single state, that's all

Single is a word based on illusion

life itself develops from a fusion

Two is joining, letting go

attraction and rejection, yes and no

lt's not a solo but a sweet duet

that's played to bring us here

and the forget how it was

before we met the other

lt was two that brought us to the mother

and desire that led us to the lover

You're right, but now

l'd like to speak of three

Admit, there's you and him

and now there's me

Oh God, let's hide inside the number four

a house with walls

and with a door that closes on gas

we've gone too far, l forgot, the thought

that precedes one, the thought that's not

the void, the vast

and endless state of none

containing, holding, god-like

it's the one and only number

that we really need

naught is the majesty that rules

our lives, unseen, and silently

Nice, but a bit too mystical for me

someone invented zero

so that we could count and measure

the unthinkably large unwieldy numbers

And it was then, by multiplying to the power

of ten, that we began to measure space

and so to time...

- You tricked me!

- No!

Yes you did, of course

You start with one, then give yourself

the source of all the numbers

No, lovely lady, all l meant

to say was this, you are the one

The light of day, the velvet night

the single rose, the hand l want to hold

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