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Singing this song in my choir, a lovely secular tune.
Wonderful song to sing.
O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud—
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says, ‘I burn.’
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats’ Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.
Upcoming repertoire. :)
I am you are me. That’s what I said.
I am you are me. Don’t you see?
It’s seems like I’m over here and you’re over there.
But there is somethin’ between us that’s greater than air.
See thru the confusion; it’s not hard to do,
It’s just an illusion; it’s me and you.
I am a part of you, you are a part of me
And so together we are one body.
I am inside your head, you are inside my heart.
We fit together perfect from the start
This is was the closing piece to our Joyful Noise christmas concert. Fun to learn, challenging to sing. All good. :)
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