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I came to you, and you to me
And we were tapping on the window at the children when the piggy bank broke
Pitching quite a fit
But how the makers of the medicine were all saying „looking sick”

I came to you, and you to me
And we would whimper to the women washing their former white gloves
But the funny thing is
How god was in his people we were dreaming ’bout who else to be
And all the fingers that we damaged when all we wanted was a diamond ring

I came to you, and you to me
And we were barking at the drug dogs, blood dried black on their hands
Never realized
You never tussle with a giant till you can hit him right between the eyes
That No matter how chewed it, we’d be choking on a compromise
Cause all the jaws, all the claws that laid restless by the riverside
There wasn’t muscle in the shadow that was shoving us into the light

I came to you, and you to me
And we were snatching at a poor baby’s bottle just to trade it for change
But now its come to pass
That every eye beneath the mountain saw the smoke but no one heard the blast
And no one knew the arm was broken although everybody signed the cast
Until the government was good she said „man, i thought you’d never ask”
When love were out of welcome they just booked her for a bag of grass
While she cried on the cross, we were sucking on the laughing gas
When the head it left the body not a flag was hanging
[backup singers: on a mast.]

[back up singers: I came to you, I came to you]
I came to you, and you to me
And then we lost our own Lovers’ revolution but it started again
Now we’re one
One of the brave wane widows walking home into the setting sun
One of the soldiers lost in their dreams and never lose the gun
One of the wise man wandering to the podium without a tongue
One of the trophies cost us by the mess we made of being young
One of the prayers, one of the promises swallowed with our chewing gum
One of the deaf ears dumber all time for all the years of drums
One of the wide eyed soapboxes buried under Washington
One of the bee coats coming when the sidewalks cracked for love
One of the crowded stars uncounted when the matter was done
One of the withered and the guarded left to wonder when the rain will come

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