[ You And Me Of The 10,000 Wars ]

The Indigo Girls

You and me of the 10,000 wars,

Dividing life into factions of pleasure and chores.

A bed to be made and a bed to lie in,

A hand in the darker side and our sights set on Zion.

The heart of a sceptic and the mind of a child,

Put my life in a box and let my imagination run wild.

Pour the cement for my feet,

The heart and mind on a parallel course,

Never the two shall meet.

And, oh, the dissatisfied with satisfied,

Everybody loves a melodrama

And the scandal of a lie.

Still, you held you arms open for the prodigal daughter,

I see my eyes in your eyes through my eyes – still waters.

Try making one and one make one,

Twist the shapes until everything comes undone.

Watch the wizard behind the curtain,

The larger than life and the power of seeming certain.

The evil ego and the vice of pride,

Is there ever anything else that makes us take our different sides?

I wanted everything to feed me,

About as full as I got was of myself

And the upper echelons of mediocrity.

After the battle and we’re still around,

Everything once up in the air has settled down.

Sweep the ashes let the silence find us,

A moment of peace is worth every war behind us.

You and me of the 10,000 wars.