Bivans Brothers

There is breath
There is perfection
There is death
There is deception
There is life
There is liberty
There is strife
We all fail to see

We have crossed that river
We have found something on the other side

There is pain
There is peril
For every dirge
There is a carol
You pass my by
Not a word is said
We arise
We are dead.

Chorus

There is time
There is distance
There is law
There is resistance
We kneel and pray
To a god that no one shares
We look to the sky
But the answers are not there.