| Song | I Contain Multitudes |
| Artist | Iapetus |
| Album | The Body Cosmic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Matthew Philip Cerami |
| [00:00.000] | We are the body cosmic; |
| [00:03.587] | the interconnected flesh. |
| [00:07.604] | Transfigured and forged in sidereal flame; |
| [00:15.263] | dark matter genetics pulse through our veins. |
| [00:22.708] | But life begins shattered; |
| [00:24.482] | our first breaths are scattered; |
| [00:26.317] | and we are born broken. |
| [00:33.801] | Whatever I am is the creation of others. |
| [00:43.080] | Coalescence |
| [00:49.272] | Nurture molds what nature has made. |
| [00:56.799] | I contain multitudes |
| [01:15.653] | Shield the eyes—maternal fire; |
| [01:19.428] | fragments of self in the distance. |
| [01:23.115] | Cosmic background kin; |
| [01:27.030] | ego dies in the frigid expanse. |
| [01:30.756] | Identity killed by the knowledge of station; |
| [01:34.387] | unwhole apart—everything together; |
| [01:38.233] | the untethered celestial children of cosmic debris. |
| [01:49.205] | Whatever I am is the creation of others. |
| [01:56.993] | Coalescence |
| [02:04.857] | Nurture molds what nature has made. |
| [02:12.166] | I contain multitudes |
| [03:51.690] | Lungs heavy with stellar dust; |
| [04:00.837] | beating blood-red star hearts; |
| [04:10.516] | eternal matter incarnate; |
| [04:18.993] | is this the grand design? |
| [04:47.024] | With the stars up high, |
| [04:53.704] | or with the space between them? |
| [05:00.845] | With the planets above, |
| [05:07.486] | or with the suns that feed them? |
| [06:10.289] | Where does the weight of the universe lie? |
| [06:14.681] | With the brain that breeds thoughts, |
| [06:17.067] | or with the mouth that speaks them? |
| [06:19.092] | Where does the weight of the universe lie? |
| [06:23.441] | With the limbs of a body, |
| [06:25.423] | or with the muscles that move them? |
| [06:27.872] | Here, from the vantage of stars, |
| [06:32.350] | a revelation; |
| [06:34.196] | no whole exceeds its parts. |
| [06:36.600] | Every cell; |
| [06:37.917] | a monument to insignificance. |
| [06:41.100] | Every mind; |
| [06:41.684] | an ode to circumstance. |
| [06:42.939] | The truth that each of us must seek: |
| [07:36.791] | Where does the weight of the universe lie, |
| [08:07.032] | if not with me? |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Matthew Philip Cerami |
| [00:00.000] | We are the body cosmic |
| [00:03.587] | the interconnected flesh. |
| [00:07.604] | Transfigured and forged in sidereal flame |
| [00:15.263] | dark matter genetics pulse through our veins. |
| [00:22.708] | But life begins shattered |
| [00:24.482] | our first breaths are scattered |
| [00:26.317] | and we are born broken. |
| [00:33.801] | Whatever I am is the creation of others. |
| [00:43.080] | Coalescence |
| [00:49.272] | Nurture molds what nature has made. |
| [00:56.799] | I contain multitudes |
| [01:15.653] | Shield the eyes maternal fire |
| [01:19.428] | fragments of self in the distance. |
| [01:23.115] | Cosmic background kin |
| [01:27.030] | ego dies in the frigid expanse. |
| [01:30.756] | Identity killed by the knowledge of station |
| [01:34.387] | unwhole apart everything together |
| [01:38.233] | the untethered celestial children of cosmic debris. |
| [01:49.205] | Whatever I am is the creation of others. |
| [01:56.993] | Coalescence |
| [02:04.857] | Nurture molds what nature has made. |
| [02:12.166] | I contain multitudes |
| [03:51.690] | Lungs heavy with stellar dust |
| [04:00.837] | beating bloodred star hearts |
| [04:10.516] | eternal matter incarnate |
| [04:18.993] | is this the grand design? |
| [04:47.024] | With the stars up high, |
| [04:53.704] | or with the space between them? |
| [05:00.845] | With the planets above, |
| [05:07.486] | or with the suns that feed them? |
| [06:10.289] | Where does the weight of the universe lie? |
| [06:14.681] | With the brain that breeds thoughts, |
| [06:17.067] | or with the mouth that speaks them? |
| [06:19.092] | Where does the weight of the universe lie? |
| [06:23.441] | With the limbs of a body, |
| [06:25.423] | or with the muscles that move them? |
| [06:27.872] | Here, from the vantage of stars, |
| [06:32.350] | a revelation |
| [06:34.196] | no whole exceeds its parts. |
| [06:36.600] | Every cell |
| [06:37.917] | a monument to insignificance. |
| [06:41.100] | Every mind |
| [06:41.684] | an ode to circumstance. |
| [06:42.939] | The truth that each of us must seek: |
| [07:36.791] | Where does the weight of the universe lie, |
| [08:07.032] | if not with me? |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Matthew Philip Cerami |
| [00:00.000] | We are the body cosmic |
| [00:03.587] | the interconnected flesh. |
| [00:07.604] | Transfigured and forged in sidereal flame |
| [00:15.263] | dark matter genetics pulse through our veins. |
| [00:22.708] | But life begins shattered |
| [00:24.482] | our first breaths are scattered |
| [00:26.317] | and we are born broken. |
| [00:33.801] | Whatever I am is the creation of others. |
| [00:43.080] | Coalescence |
| [00:49.272] | Nurture molds what nature has made. |
| [00:56.799] | I contain multitudes |
| [01:15.653] | Shield the eyes maternal fire |
| [01:19.428] | fragments of self in the distance. |
| [01:23.115] | Cosmic background kin |
| [01:27.030] | ego dies in the frigid expanse. |
| [01:30.756] | Identity killed by the knowledge of station |
| [01:34.387] | unwhole apart everything together |
| [01:38.233] | the untethered celestial children of cosmic debris. |
| [01:49.205] | Whatever I am is the creation of others. |
| [01:56.993] | Coalescence |
| [02:04.857] | Nurture molds what nature has made. |
| [02:12.166] | I contain multitudes |
| [03:51.690] | Lungs heavy with stellar dust |
| [04:00.837] | beating bloodred star hearts |
| [04:10.516] | eternal matter incarnate |
| [04:18.993] | is this the grand design? |
| [04:47.024] | With the stars up high, |
| [04:53.704] | or with the space between them? |
| [05:00.845] | With the planets above, |
| [05:07.486] | or with the suns that feed them? |
| [06:10.289] | Where does the weight of the universe lie? |
| [06:14.681] | With the brain that breeds thoughts, |
| [06:17.067] | or with the mouth that speaks them? |
| [06:19.092] | Where does the weight of the universe lie? |
| [06:23.441] | With the limbs of a body, |
| [06:25.423] | or with the muscles that move them? |
| [06:27.872] | Here, from the vantage of stars, |
| [06:32.350] | a revelation |
| [06:34.196] | no whole exceeds its parts. |
| [06:36.600] | Every cell |
| [06:37.917] | a monument to insignificance. |
| [06:41.100] | Every mind |
| [06:41.684] | an ode to circumstance. |
| [06:42.939] | The truth that each of us must seek: |
| [07:36.791] | Where does the weight of the universe lie, |
| [08:07.032] | if not with me? |