ell me how this has all come about by chance
Tell me that this feeling I get from her eyes is just chemical rush to the head
Tell me that we all are a program set by some being or a force
Oh but tell me how the slave in the cave can know the shadows on the wall
But we’ll fight as long as we have breath still in our lungs
And we’ll wrestle the angel ‘till we’ve made it on our own
Oh man in tension
A man in tension
Tell me that our hearts can all reflect His hands and side
Tell me how our words add up to what He did
And we’ll fight as long as we have breath still in our lungs
And we’ll wrestle the angel ‘till we’ve made it on our own
Oh man in tension
A man in tension
Still we’ll wrestle the angel ‘till we’ve made it on our own.
Oh man in tension…

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