From the recording Salt
Lyrics
Who’s a climber?
Who’s a rung?
Up is up
Down is down
Or so the song gets sung
Who’s a smoker?
Who’s a lung?
In is in
Out is out
So wags the tired tongue
Who’s a builder?
Who is hung?
An oath’s an oath
The oath is growth
And growth becomes us
Mmm
The future’s burning fast
The bottom line in our nature’s eyes
We just imagined in the past
Imagine
Imagine
Imagine
What we’ll be
Without that snake and staff
Between you and me
Imagine
Imagine
Imagine
What we’ll be
Without that snake and staff
Between you and me
You and me