As usual, my lyrical output reflects a somewhat dark (and obscure?) take on things. Not hopeless, though... was reading Lewis' opening chapter on Natural Law in Mere Christianity. . .
Ex-I-Anity
(c) 2009 Jon Trott
What is the inner compulsion
I'm safe, why should I risk myself?
The other is no love or friend
This could end up bad for my health
Instinct's inner voice says
Keep you in you with you sheltered
Another voice is mere whisper
We live to love - true love suffered
Against love there is no law
Against love
Against love there is no law
Against love
I'm not so sure about the moral law
It's a weapon power-mongers hurl
But if you mean the still small voice
I'd sell all to gain that pearl
Against love there is no law
Against love
Against love there is no law
Against love
He'd known girls and men and hurt
She'd always believed in Christ
He was deaf to rules like most fools
And she judged his life was not nice...
[instrumental break]
Face in darkness covered with tears
He cried out in his despair
She heard and felt her pride break
And we who are we to breathe their air?
Up on a cross down in a grave
What do you think it takes to truly save?
Is loving going to win you friends
Or is it going to make you break?
Against love there is no law
Against love
Against love there is no law
Against love
Against love . . .
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