Have you seen behind the screen   That severs life from art?   Or do you see the same as me   Completeness come apart?   And who am I to qualify   The contents of your heart?      It's a simple understanding   Of the way you hand it over   And hold on to it, too   With the lightness of a feather   It's the web that ties together   What is true      Make it happen   Make it happen   Create the night anew   It's a hymn to the grace   That's found a place in you      Could I look into a book   And find the answer there?   Or do the angels prearrange   An eye for what is rare?   And would the prize anaesthetise   The ache that makes me share?      It's a simple understanding   Of the way you hand it over   And hold on to it, too   With the lightness of a feather   It's the web that ties together   What is true      See the others flappin'   With their fingers snappin'   Tryin' to make it happen, too   It's a hymn to the grace   That's found a place in you