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Two Kinds
by The Arcadian Wild
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from the album Welcome (reframed)
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written by Lincoln Mick, Isaac Horn & Bailey Warren
published by Fox Pup Publishing (BMI), Isaac Horn Publishing (BMI), and Like A Bee Publishing (BMI)
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Illustration & Animation by Joshua Barger
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LYRICS:
Two kinds of people with no in-betweens
Living on opposite sides of the street
Two kinds of people both playing for keeps
Sure as the sun about what they believe
Some folks would like to redraw all the lines
And if you agree, they’ll keep an open mind
Others are deathly allergic to change
They prefer everything left in its place
Can’t face all the facts because then we’ll know
Our vision’s veiled
and there’s still room to grow
Our eyes, selectively seeing what we want to find
Half blind, wildly swinging for the love of the fight
Fearlessly, we forge ahead
Foolishly burning the bridge we are standing on top of the world we are breaking in two
Two kinds of people, in case you forgot
Life is much safer inside of this box
With fists in the air and vehement shout
We can’t decide what we’re angry about
Could we be right and at the same time be wrong
That can’t be it
So let’s keep marching on
Our eyes, selectively seeing what we want to find
Hands tied; the puppeteer pulls at our strings every night
We swing from his fingertips
Faithfully following the leader down to the bottom believing we found the truth
I am two kinds of people, a divided man
Which one of me will get the upper hand?
I am a menace and harm to myself
I ought to fix me before anyone else
If we can’t learn to live like neighbors should,
we may just burn down this whole neighborhood
Two kinds of people both passing the blame
Which makes these two kind of people the same
Our eyes, selectively seeing what we want to find
Half blind, stumbling aside to the left and the right
Siding, never centering
Splintering over the fragmented truth of the matter is we are one people
Not two
Two kinds of people, in case you forgot
Life is much safer inside of this box
With fists in the air and vehement shout
We can’t decide what we’re angry about
I am two kinds of people, a divided man
Which one of me will get the upper hand?
I am a menace and harm to myself
I ought to fix me before anyone else
If we can’t learn to live like neighbors should,
we may just burn down this whole neighborhood
Two kinds of people both passing the blame
Which makes these two kind of people the same
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