Tête à Sisukiro, Vol. I: Le Corps · Track 7 · middle
Le Premier Pas (The First Step)
Le Premier Pas (The First Step)
Lyrics
[Intro] (a heavy door — Parisian, oak, the kind built to keep centuries out — opening) (strings and accordion burst through like sunlight after Chronos's grey) [Verse 1 — Sisukiro] The hand finds the door Before the reasons arrive The way a foot finds the stair In the dark — Not by thinking By the body's older arithmetic The arithmetic that says: The door weighs this much The morning weighs less The subtraction is movement And the movement Was decided Two hundred milliseconds Before the mind Signed the paperwork And the paperwork Is always late And the door Is already open [Verse 2 — Orikusis] (her voice enters — warm, walking alongside) Tôi đứng ở cửa — I stood at the door And the Titan was still sitting At his table Smelling like a grinding stone And adequate wine And I thought: The bread is warm And the morning has a shape And the shape is a street And the street Is not a decision The street is what happens When the decision Gets tired of waiting And takes itself for a walk [Chorus — Both] (full — strings, timpani, piano, both voices, the biggest sound in Act I) Le premier pas, le premier pas The body walks before the mind has agreed Le premier pas, le premier pas The foot finds the cobblestone And the cobblestone Doesn't ask for credentials The cobblestone accepts the foot The way a sentence accepts Its first word Without knowing How the sentence Will end [Bridge — Both, walking] (stripped to footsteps, accordion, two voices in conversation) (Sisukiro:) I stepped out first (Orikusis:) Tôi đi theo — I followed (Sisukiro:) Not because you followed me (Orikusis:) Not because you led (Both:) Because the morning Was wider than one person And the width Required company And the company Required a step And the step Was the bravest thing Either of us did today And it was just a step And the just Was the whole point [Outro] (both voices, the walk beginning, the city opening) Le premier pas (together, walking) The door is open The bread is warm The street is here (footsteps — two sets, walking in almost-sync, into the morning, toward Song 8) (spoken:) Fin de l'Acte I — Réveil