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Night Vision

By day give thanks
By night beware
Half the world in sweetness
The other in fear
When the darkness takes you

With her hand across your face
Don't give in too quickly
Find the thing she's erased
Find the line, find the shape
Through the grain

Find the outline, things will
Tell you their name
The table. the guitar
The empty glass
All will blend together when
Daylight has passed

Find the line, find the shape
Through the grain
Find the outline, things will
Tell you their name

Now I watch you falling into sleep
Watch your fist curl against the sheet
Watch your lips fall open and your eyes dim
In blind faith
I would shelter you
Keep you in light
But I can only teach you
Night vision
Night vision
Night vision

Lyrics : Suzanne Vega
Copyright : © 1987 AGF Music Ltd. & Waifersongs Ltd. (ASCAP)
Album : Solitude Standing

"Solitude Standing" - tracklist :

Notes:

[Suzanne's perspective is a parent that sings to his or her child]
"You'd like to protect people from the things that are out there, but you can't always, so it's better to teach them how to see the dangers and the bad things, and to deal with them and not pretend that they don't exist. That's a problem with a lot of people in America. You don't allow yourself to feel things as complexly as human beings can feel them." The Cutting Edge of Folk from Bullet In Flight, originally published in Clockwatch Review Volume 4, No. 2, 7-14-87/8-9-87 by Ronald J. Rindo and James Plath http://www.suzannevega.com/about/1987/clockwatch.htm

From the "Solitude Standing" album liner notes:
Inspired by the poem "Juan Gris" by Paul Eluard
Translation by Winifred Radford
Published in Francis Poulenc "The Man and his Songs" by Pierre Bernac/Editions Gallimard
W. W. Horton and Company Inc. (U.S.) 1978
Victor Gollancz Ltd. London (U.K.) 1978

The original Paul Eluard poem:
De jour merci de nuit prends garde
De douceur la moitié du monde
L'autre montrait rigueur aveugle

Aux veines se lisait un présent sans merci
Aux beautés des contours l'espace limité
Cimentait tous les joints des objets familiers

Table guitare et verre vide
Sur un arpent de terre pleine
De toile blanche d'air nocturne

Table devait se soutenir
Lampe rester pépin de l'ombre
Journal délassait sa moitié

Deux fois le jour deux fois la nuit
De deux objets un double objet
Un seul ensemble à tout jamais