Philip Glass
Open the Kingdom
Days of fishes
Distant roar
Turning to speak
Turning to hear
Turning to speak
Turning to hear
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
In my way
In my way
Being most uncertain
And this remains
Still for better
Birds of voices
The field of living
I am asking
I am asking
I am asking
In my way
In my way
Being most uncertain
And this remains
Still for better
Birds of voices
The field of living
I am asking
I am asking
I am asking
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Open the kingdom (open the kingdom)
Returning love
Returning with love
Then it was
Written with love
Returning love
Returning with love
Then it was
Written with love