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within this empty space - tom jones and harvey schmidt lyrics

all:
within this empty sp-ce
there is nothing we cannot do
we can seek to create
something great
from the past
or search for something new

within this empty sp-ce
there are secrets to be revealed
there are things that we know
in our bones to be so
and emotions we long to feel

flesh, flesh
if we wish it there are pleasures of the flesh
just as much as we desire

clowns, clowns
being human, well of course there will be clowns
and if laughter makes us tire

tears, tears
in the end there will be bitterness and tears
and the purifying fire

men:
the purifying fire

women:
the purifying fire

all:
within this empty sp-ce
there are worlds to be opened wide
come along, come with me
unafraid, you will see
we will find ourselves inside!

women:
from the horrors of h-ll

men:
from the horrors of h-ll

women:
to a state of grace

men:
to a state of grace

women:
all are here, waiting here

men:
all are here, waiting here

all:
within this empty sp-ce!

all except c-ckian (variously, spoken):
this man is c-ckian
a clown
he lived in antioch
a distant capital of rome
his stage, a wooden platform in the middle of the street
his song, a simple one

(in unison)

example:

c-ckian (sung):
oh gimme a good digestion and something to digest
if you provide some bread and wine, it needn’t be the best
just keep the people eating, there’ll never be unrest
gimme a clown to laugh at, a lady who’s undressed
oh gimme a good digestion and something to digest

all except c-ckian (variously, spoken):
observe him closely
he is dead
he has been dead for almost seventeen hundred years
his bones lie buried beneath the sands of what is now called western turkey
his painted clown-white flesh has slid away and vanished
rejoined the elements that gave it birth
his jester bells are silent
his comic phalluses forgotten
his jokes are blown like pollen through the empty skulls of those who one time watched him
(each in turn)
all dead
all dead
all dead
all dead
all dead

whatever truth there is
whatever quick perception
whatever ability there is to feel
to leap across the precipice of time
all this exists
within ourselves

(sung)

within this empty sp-ce
there are worlds to be opened wide
come along, come with me
unafraid, you will see
we will find ourselves inside!

women:
from the horrors of h-ll

men:
from the horrors of h-ll

women:
to a state of grace

men:
to a state of grace

women:
all are here, waiting here

men:
all are here, waiting here

within this empty sp-ce
within this empty sp-ce
within this empty sp-ce
within this empty sp-ce
within this empty sp-ce…

- tom jones and harvey schmidt lyrics

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