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...do fantástico álbum Lateralus, de tempos em que a solidão escolar era intensa e pesarosa...mas com momentos suportáveis...Parabol, o prelúdio da cativante Parabola...

::PARABOL::

So familiar
And overwhelmingly warm
This one, this form I hold now
Embracing you, this reality here
This one, this form I hold now
So wide-eyed and hopeful
Wide-eyed and hopefully wild

We barely remember
What came before this precious moment
Choosing to be here
Right now
Hold on, stay inside

This body holding me
Reminding me that I am not alone in
This body makes me feel
Eternal, all this pain is an illusion

::PARABOLA::

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment,
We are choosing to be here right now. hold on, stay inside...
This holy reality, this holy experience. choosing to be here in...

This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion.

Alive

This holy reality, in this holy experience. choosing to be here in...

This body. this body holding me. be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body, this body holding me, feeling eternal all this pain is an illusion...
Of what it means to be alive

Swirling round with this familiar parable.
Spinning, weaving round each new experience.
Recognize this as a holy gift and celebrate this
Chance to be alive and breathing
Chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality.
Embrace this moment. remember. we are eternal.
All this pain is an illusion.