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When I was born I had no head
My eye was single and my body was filled with light
And the light that I was, was the light that I saw by
And the light that I saw by, was the light that I was

And many's the time that I've passed by the river
And saw no tollman and needed no ferryman to cross
And I enjoyed the world aright
For the sea itself floweth
And warm I was and crowned.

But one day walking by the river
I met a tollman with an angry face
And many's the time I passed through his tollgate
And paid no silver and paid no fee
But rather I did hide my sheep and goats under the bags of oatmeal
And cold I was, no crown did I wear

But if you're walking down the street
Why don't you look down to the basement
And sitting very quietly there is a man who has no head
His eye is single and his whole body also is filled with light

And the streets are his and all the people
And even the temples and the whole world
And many's the time he walks to the river
And seeing the ferryman and seeing the tollman
The light within him leaps to greet them
For he sees that their faces are none but his own


One light, the light that is one though the lamps be many


You never enjoy the world aright
"Till the sea itself floweth
In your vein and you are clothed
With the heavens and crowned with the stars"
When I was born I had no head   My eye was single and my body was filled with light   And the light that I was, was the light that I saw by   And the light that I saw by, was the light that I was      And many's the time that I've passed by the river   And saw no tollman and needed no ferryman to cross   And I enjoyed the world aright   For the sea itself floweth   And warm I was and crowned.      But one day walking by the river   I met a tollman with an angry face   And many's the time I passed through his tollgate   And paid no silver and paid no fee   But rather I did hide my sheep and goats under the bags of oatmeal   And cold I was, no crown did I wear      But if you're walking down the street    Why don't you look down to the basement   And sitting very quietly there is a man who has no head   His eye is single and his whole body also is filled with light      And the streets are his and all the people   And even the temples and the whole world   And many's the time he walks to the river   And seeing the ferryman and seeing the tollman   The light within him leaps to greet them   For he sees that their faces are none but his own         One light, the light that is one though the lamps be many         You never enjoy the world aright   "Till the sea itself floweth   In your vein and you are clothed    With the heavens and crowned with the stars"