Once we were so close we were fused, Belly to belly And now we're standing back to back It's strange that we should be feuding Once we were so close we were joined, Forehead to forehead Now we live in our own little worlds We don't speak the same language Who am I? I am you and I Who are you? You are me too Who are we? We are you and me Who are they? They don't matter anyway Once we were so close we held hands Into the evening Now we drift into a pea soup fog We're lost in different directions Et tu indian giver
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