We find ourselves
On different sides
Of a line
Nobody drew
Though it all may be one
In the higher eye
Down here where we live
It is two
I to my side
Call the meek and the mild
You to your side
Call the Word
By virtue of suffering
I claim to have won
You claim to have never been heard
Both of us say
There are laws to obey
But frankly
I don't like your tone
You want to change
The way I make love
I want to leave it alone
The pull of the moon
The thrust of the sun
And thus the ocean is crossed
The waters are blessed
While a shadowy guest
Kindles a light for the lost
Both of us say
There are laws to obey
But frankly
I don't like your tone
You want to change
The way I make love
I want to leave it alone
Down in the valley
The famine goes on
The famine up on the hill
I say that you shouldn't
You couldn't, you can't
You say that you must
And you will
You want to live
Where the suffering is
I want to get out of town
Come on baby
Give me a kiss
Stop writing everything down
Both of us say
There are laws to obey
Yeah, but frankly
I don't like your tone
You want to change
The way I make love
I want to leave it alone
Both of us say
There are laws to obey
But frankly
I don't like your tone
You want to change
The way I make love
I want to leave it alone