Is part of the attraction
That you want to be destroyed?
I’m the spirit on the water
You’re the formless void
When I heard your voice
At first I was annoyed
You woke me
From the beginning of time
You had so little grace
After a while not a
Freckle on your face
I was looking for a rhyme
In time and space
And you broke me
You were walking
Round naked with
Your pants not on
At the gates of Eden
With no sins to pardon
It was Adam not Eve
Who threw God out of the garden you
Wrote me
Let’s not get too clever with this stuff
What are you ready to give up
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love
When you’re climbing from the wreckage
Of a burned out star
Any old neon looks like the Carlton Bar
Asked where was I going
I answered how far
You wanna go
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The cigarette smoker’s gonna find his light
If you repeat it often enough
Wrong looks right
But deep down you know
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The smooth will make excuses for the rough
You know it shouldn’t be this tough
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love
Tell the oceans, tell the sun
Tell the weatherman, tell everyone
All the money junkies
Are running out of veins
If you’re one of them yourself
You’ve got no one else to blame
You don’t need anymore
Then you have except the shame
Of feeling torn
Between the hungry and the greedy
The honeyed and the needy
When you serve the poor, you free me
Slaves have grown accustomed
To the weight of your chains
And your heads shorn
Your eyes will find the silence
Inside the hurricane
You know you must do something
Other than complain
We’ll pray for mother earth
These are not more labour pains
Maybe you’re being born
Out of the ash, out of the dust
The clever learn, who not to trust
The genius of belief, is that we must
Take a chance sometimes on us
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love
To find love