I can’t deny this passion and desire
But I know it has to burn me Standing this close to the fire
What am I supposed to do? And how am I supposed to choose?
I love ‘em both and I just feel so torn I love ‘em both and I just feel so torn
The glass that frames the picture crack like ice
The photograph remembers all that we now deny
When halfway seems too much to meet Across the table too hard to reach
Apples falling from the same tree can roll
* Torn apart these loving hearts That beat and break the same
We share a house divided And the blood that fills our veins
Brothers turn to strangers And sons deny their name
Somebody loses either way And every heart is torn
Torn, torn, torn Torn, torn, torn Every heart is torn
Hands that used to hold you clenched in fists
Words that used to soothe you cut you into bits
Are you your brother's keeper now? Or know what you're fighting for?
Nothing hurts a mother more Than a family at war
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And every heart is torn
Every heart is torn
