We find ourselves on different sides
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Of a line nobody drew
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Though it all may be one in the higher eye
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Down here where we live it is two
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I to my side call the meek and the mild
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You to your side call the Word
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By virtue of suffering I claim to have won
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You claim to have never been heard
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Both of us say there are laws to obey
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But frankly I don't like your tone
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You want to change the way I make love
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I want to leave it alone
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The pull of the moon, the thrust of the sun
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And thus the ocean is crossed
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The waters are blessed while a shadowy guest
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Kindles a light for the lost
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Both of us say there are laws to obey
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But frankly I don't like your tone
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You want to change the way I make love
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I want to leave it alone
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Down in the valley the famine goes on
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The famine up on the hill
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I say that you shouldn't, you couldn't, you can't
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You say that you must and you will
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Both of us say there are laws to obey
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But frankly I don't like your tone
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You want to change the way I make love
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I want to leave it alone
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You want to live where the suffering is
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I want to get out of town
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C'mon baby give me a kiss
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Stop writing everything down
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Both of us say there are laws to obey
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Yeah, but frankly I don't like your tone
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You want to change the way I make love
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I want to leave it alone
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Both of us say there are laws to obey
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But frankly I don't like your tone
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You want to change the way I make love
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I want to leave it alone
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Different Sides
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| Leonard Cohen |
