You and me of the 10,000 wars,
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dividing life into factions of pleasure and chores -
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a bed to be made and a bed to lie in,
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a hand in the darker side and our sights set on zion.
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The heart of a skeptic and the mind of a child,
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put my life in a box and let my imagination run wild
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pour the cement for my feet.
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the heart and the mind on a parallel course
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never the two shall meet.
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and, oh, the dissatisfied with the satisfied
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everybody loves a melodrama
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and the scandal of a lie -
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still you held your arms open for the prodigal daughter
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I see my eyes in your eyes through my eyes -
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still waters.
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Try making one and one make one
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twist the shapes until everything comes undone
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watch the wizard behind the curtain
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the larger than life and the power of seeming certain.
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The evil ego and the vice of pride
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is there ever anything else that makes us take our different sides?
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I wanted everything to feed me.
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About as full as I got was of myself
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and the upper echalons of mediocrity
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after the battle and we're still around
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everything once up in the air has settled down
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sweep the ashes let the silence find us
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a moment of peace is worth every war behind us.
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You and me of the 10,000 wars.
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You And Me Of The 10,000 Wars
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| Indigo Girls |
