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Δευτέρα, 2 Μαΐου 2011

Origin of love

When the earth was still flat and the clouds made of fire,
And mountains stretched up to the sky, sometimes higher
Folks roamed the earth like big rolling kegs,
they had two sets of arms, they had two sets of legs,
they had two faces peering out of one giant head
so they could watch all around them as they talked, while they read
and they never knew nothing of love
It was before the origin of love

Now, there were three sexes then, one that looked like two men
glued up back to back, called the children of the sun.
And similar in shape and girth were the children of the earth,
they looked like two girls rolled up in one
But the children of the moon
were like a fork shoved on a spoon
They were part sun, part earth, part daughter, part son

Then the gods grew quite scare of our strength and defiance
and Thor said, "I'm gonna kill them all with my hammer, like I killed the giants."
And Zeus said, "No, you better let me use my lightening, like scissors,
like I cut the legs off the whales and dinosaurs into lizards."
Then he grabbed up some bolts and he let out a laugh,
said, "I'll split them right down the middle, gonna cut them right up in half."
And then storm clouds gathered above into great balls of fire...

And then fire shot down from the sky in bolts
Like shining blades of a knife
and it ripped right through the flesh
of the children of the sun and the moon and the earth
and some Indian god sewed the wound up into a hole,
pulled it round to our belly to remind us of the price we pay
and Osiris and the gods of the Nile, gathered up a big storm
to blow a hurricane, to scatter us away,
in a flood of wind and rain and a sea of tidal waves,
to wash us all away, and if we don't behave
they'll cut us down again
and we'll be hopping round on one foot, looking through one eye

Last time I saw you, we had just split in two
You were looking at me, I was looking at you
You had a way so familiar, but I could not recognize,
cause you had blood on your face, I had blood in my eyes
But I could swear by your expression, that the pain down in your soul
was the same as the one down in mine

That's the pain, cuts a straight line down through the heart
We called it love...

So we wrapped our arms around each other,
Trying to shove ourselves back together,
We were making love

It was a cold dark evening such a long time ago,
when by the mighty hand of Jove
It was a sad story of how we became lonely two-legged creatures,
It's the story of the origin of love

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