Two Things To Say

What do you ask an angel
except “How do I become One?”
What do you say to Jesus
except “How can I thnak you enough?”
When the branches that are reaching for you
touch you and Leave, what then?
Do you return to nature?
Do you ever come home again?

-CHORUS
There’s only two things to say, my brother.
There’s only two things to say. You say One. I’ll say the other.

When an alien grabs your palm to tell the future
of your past lives, why believe?
There’s just so much a mind can handle.
A single thought is a struggle to conceive.
Why, when there’s worlds under the ocean
and people living up in the clouds
who speak a different language
but still know what we’re talking about.

Through our veins there flows the reasons
for all that waxes and wanes.
Every God and every season
can be called down here by name.
But we’ll spend hours conversating
over the nature of our own desires
while up to the heavens
and down to the wire…