You can add up the parts But you won't have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart, every heart To love will come...

You can add up the parts But you won't have the sum You can strike up the march There is no drum Every heart, every heart To love will come But like a refugee Ring the bells that still can ring Forget your perfect offering There is a crack, a crack in everything That's how the light gets in

precise, hard-edged style, meticulously detailed, broken planes, faceting, emphasis on light, beautiful singularities, melodic angularity, planes of light

blurry, blurred, bad_composition, dull_eyes, poorly_drawn_face, poorly_drawn_hands, poorly_drawn_feet, too_many_fingers, extra_limbs, bad_anatomy, low_resolution, low_detail, twins, monochromatic