Em I came to you and you to meD And we were tapping on the window at the children when the piggy bank brokeC Em Pitching quite a fitD C Em About how the makers of the medicine will always say you’re looking sickEm I came to you and you to meD And we would whimper to the women washing milk off of their formal white clothesC Em But the funny thingD C Em Was how when God was in his people we were dreaming about who else to beD C Em And all the fingers that we damaged when all we wanted was a diamond ringEm I came to you and you to meD And we were barking at the drug dogs, blood dried black on their handsC Em And never realizedD C Em You never tussle with a giant til you can hit him right between the eyesD C Em And that no matter how we chewed it, we’d be choking on a compromiseD C Em Cause all the jaws, all the claws lay restless by the riversideD C Em And it wasn’t muscle in the shadow that was shoving us into the lightEm I came to you and you to meD And we were snatching at a war baby’s bottle just to trade it for changeC Em But now it’s come to passD C Em That every eye beneath the mountain saw the smoke but no one heard the blastD C Em That no one knew the arm was broken although everybody signed the castD C Em And until the government was good, she said “Man, I thought you’d never ask”D C Em And when love wore out her welcome, they just booked her for a bag of grassD C Em That while she cried on the cross, we were sucking on the laughing gasD C Em And when the head had left the body, not a flag was hanging half-mastEm I came to you and you to meD And then we lost our own lovers’ revolution but it started againC Em And now we’re oneD C Em One of the parade wake widows walking home into the setting sunD C Em One of the soldiers lost in the dreams that never lose the gunD C Em One of the wise men wandering the podium without a tongueD C Em One of the trophies tarnished by the mess we made of being youngD C Em One of the prayers, one of the promises swallowed with our chewing gumD C Em One of the deaf ears, dumber all the time for all the years of drumsD C Em One of the wide-eyed soap boxes buried under WashingtonD C Em One of the beat cops combing every sidewalk crack for loveD C Em One of the crowded stars uncounted when the map was doneD C Em One of the withered in the garden left to wonder when the rain will come
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