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Worlds in Collision

by Jerry Harrison, from his 1981 album The Red and The Black

Map the area of yesterday’s agreements,
remember the divisions of east and west
When three worlds fought for your heart,
and everyone is a collaborator

There are only levels of co-operation,
and there comes a time
When what was wrong becomes right,
and there comes a time
When friendly dogs begin to bite

So go beyond your old obsessions
We are definitely expecting rain
The mystery comes closer
To those, to those who can maintain

So, all you mothers
All you mothers
All you mothers

All you mothers, show your children
you’re not afraid to die
All you mothers, show your children
you’re not afraid to die

From where has the new code come from,
and who wrote this alien beat
Some march to the backward movement of the drum
Are you willing, are you willing, are you willing to pay the price

What is real and what is not
What is here and what it’s not
What is left and what is right
What is real and what is not

Any world, anywhere, any people,
anyone can pay the price
You are summoned, you are not invited
Blue, brown, black, yellow, and white

Go beyond the old obsessions
Go beyond the old obsessions
Go beyond the old obsessions

I’m not one for half measures

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