Bendik Ix Say No More Fingers on the harp-string creep Music is a pool so deep Feel the trembling world of sound returning Work it with your heart and soul Wash your face in sound and stroll Into the ground that's always burning So you get uncertain words Poetry you've never heard And you ask yourself "What is the meaning?" At first it seems a bit obscure But as you hear it more and more It could be the truth to which you're learning And all you need's a tiny clue I say no more To make the whole come through to you I say ok If a man ignores the play Everything must be his way Who can judge the sense in what he's saying? Mystery embrace us all And when we can't catch the ball Wise or fool we all must turn to praying