If I did not believe in the madness
in the throat of the mockingbird
if I did not believe that in the bush
are hiding the song and the terror.
If I did not believe in the balance
in the justice of equilibrium
if I did not believe in delirium
if I did not believe in hope.
if I did not believe in what I do
if I did not believe in my path
if I did not believe in my sound
if I did not believe in my silence.
what would it be
what would the mason's hammer be without the stone
a heap made of cords and tendons
a confusion of flesh with wood
an instrument of no more brilliance
than the little lights set up to illuminate a stage
what would it be- -my heart- what would it be
what would the mason's hammer be without the stone
a front-man for the double-dealer of the applauses
a server of the old in a new cup
one who would make eternal the declining gods
exaltation cooked up with rags and sequins
what would it be- -my heart- what would it be
what would the mason's hammer be without the stone
what would it be- -my heart- what would it be
what would the mason's hammer be without the stone
If I did not believe in what was most difficult
if I did not believe in desire
if I did not believe in what I believe
if I did not believe in something pure.
if I did not believe in every wound
if I did not believe in what was around me
if I did not believe in what concealed itself
become a brother to life.
if I did not believe in those who listened to me
if I did not believe in what is painful
if I did not believe in that which remains
if I did not believe in what I am fighting for.
what would it be- -my heart- what would it be
what would the mason's hammer be without the stone
what would it be- -my heart- what would it be
what would the mason's hammer be without the stone