In my old days someone won
Those were days of win-lose
In those bleak times i was better
I sat high: looking down my nose
Change direction: looking up
I’m not worthy to be with you
We are separate I’m inferior
I had yearnings to sit across from you
Cuz we’re eye to eye
We are win and win
We are equal to each other
We are flames of twin
We are offspring of truth
We are partner sister brother
Both directions speak a lie
Up or down, I can’t feel you
As we battle with our power
We are separate, not looking across
Cuz we’re eye to eye
We are win and win
We are equal to each other
We are flames of twin
We are offspring of truth
We are partner sister brother
These delusions of our grandeur
We are locked in the struggle
These lies of status lower
These conclusions we’re in trouble
Cuz we’re eye to eye
We are win and win
We are equal to each other
We are flames of twin
We are offspring of truth
We are partner sister brother
