Is This Love?

You're so much different than me yes I know And I'm my only enemy Pain is all that I can see oh I see you're climbing a tree and I know That it's easier to be up high in the air than on the ground And it's love… You say you can't say anymore You've already said it before In a million different ways which were all not quite right The rain is loud on the ground well I know But I don't even make a sound when I come around oh And you say I'd be better of dead this I know But it's no use hiding this pretty head in the ground And it's love… And we can do the zarathustra We can do the broken fist We can tear down all the borders Or abbreviate the list And when finally the finish line emerges from the mist we'll sound a soft alarm Ah ah ah…