I came to you, and you to me
And we were tapping on the window
of the children when the piggy-bank broke
Pitching quite a fifth
But how the makers of the medicine
will always say you're looking sick

I came to you, and you to me
And we would wear up to the women washing …
in the form of white gloves (?)
But the funny thing was how in in God
and his people were dreaming about the wilds to leave
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 we chose ‘em
we'll be chocking on the compromised
(I came to you)
Cause all the jaws, all the claws
they're restless by the riverside
(I came to you)
(I came to you)
And it was a muscle and a shadow
that was shoving us into the light

I came to you, and you to me
And we were snatching out a poor baby's bottle
just to trade it for change
But now it's come to pass
The every eye beneath the mountains saw
the smoke and no one heard the blast
And no one knew the arm was broken
tho everybody signed the cast
Until the compliment was good she said
man I thought you'd never ask
And when the world wore out
their welcome they just booked up for a bag of grass
But when she cried on the grounds
we were sucking all the laughing gas
And when the hat had left the body
not a flag was hanging on us
u-u-uh

I came to you, and you to me
And then we lost our own lovers revolution
but then it all started again
Now we're one
One of the parade wailing widows walking
home into the setting sun
One of the soldiers lost, and then dreams
and never lose their gun
One of the wise-men wondered onto
the podium without a tongue
One of the trophies' corners
by the mess we made of being young
One of the ṗrayers, one of the promises
swallowed without chewing gum
One of the deaf ear's dumber all of the time
for all the years of drums
One of the wide-eyed soap boxes buried under washing time
One of the bee-cops combing every sidewalk-crack for love
One of the crowded stars uncounted when the math was done
One of the weather in the garden
left to wonder when the rain will come