A cat came drifting onto my porch from the outside cold   And with eyes closed, drinking warm milk from my bowl   Thought, 'Nobody hears me, nobody hears me   As I crept in so soft and nobody sees me, nobody sees me   As I watched six steps off'      Like the peacocks wandering the walkways of the zoo   Who have twice the autonomy as the giraffes and the tigers do   Saying, 'No one can stop me, no one can stop me   No one clips my claws, now everyone watch me   Everyone watch me, scale these outside walls'      Oh, you pious and profane put away your praise and blame   A glass can only spill what it contains   To the perpetually plain and the incurably inane   A glass can only spill what it contains      What new mystery is this?   What blessed backwardness?   The Immeasurable One is held and does not resist   Struck by wicked words and foolish fists of senseless men   The Almighty One does not defend      I was halfway listening to what she thinks she knows   We're like children dressing in our parents' clothes   Saying, 'Nobody knows me, nobody knows me   No one knows my name   Nobody knows me, nobody knows me   Nobody knows me'      I half-heartedly explained but gave up peacefully ashamed   A glass can only spill what it contains   We went to Portugal and Spain and in her mind the entire time it rained   A glass can only spill what it contains      What new mystery is this? In overflowing emptiness   The Invisible is seen among the shadows and the mist   Before my doubting eyes the Infinite appears in time   The unquestionable is questioned but makes no reply      What new mystery is this?   What new mystery is this?   What new mystery is this?   What new mystery is this?   What new mystery is this?   My Rabbi, my lips betray with a kiss   What new mystery is this?