This is how it works: it comes and goes,
always in the wings, it ebbs, it flows,
and we should work together.
Don’t you call it love and keep it in.
A battle never fought you never win.
But we could fight together.

You trade risk for peace.
I’ll taunt the karma police.
You set out the fleece,
but we should live together.

If I were a path and you the tread
would the gravel here be running red?
Oh, we should walk together.
Don’t you call it love and let it die.
A decent animal, no air supply.
We should breathe together.

You trade risk for peace.
I’ll taunt the karma police.
You set out the fleece,
but we should live together.

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