4th century BC
Plato
- Idealism — forms over particulars
- The Republic ethic: “God is not the author of evil”
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a sound beneath the silence
Too low for ears to find
A steady kind of holding
Like the breathing of a Mind
The mountains think they're standing
The oceans think they're free
But it's all one gentle current
And the current runs through me
[Chorus]
It's the hum, the hum of the render
Every second spoken new
He's not watching from a distance
He is thinking me on through
Not a clockwork left to tick alone
Not a stone He set and let it spin
It's the hum, the hum of the render
And I'm safe inside the din
[Verse 2]
A deist God walks out the door
And leaves the lights to burn
But mine has never left the room
He holds each frame in turn
If His attention flickered
For the smallest part of night
The stars would lose their footing
And I'd vanish out of sight
[Chorus]
It's the hum, the hum of the render
Every second spoken new
He's not watching from a distance
He is thinking me on through
Not a clockwork left to tick alone
Not a stone He set and let it spin
It's the hum, the hum of the render
And I'm safe inside the din
[Bridge]
So I'll fall asleep unworried
While the universe is sung
I am kept by the One who never tires
I am living in His lung
[Outro]
It's the hum, the hum of the render
Carrying me on
It's the hum, the hum of the render
And the morning carries on
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