Great Divide
Bridging Hearts: Navigating Life's Great Divide with Bruce Hornsby
Lyrics
You're saying I've got, got a lot, a lot of nerve
You're accusing me of having a bold or audacious attitude
To say that we could, we could be friends
Despite our differences, I suggest that we could establish a friendship
You're thinking I'm just another one telling lies
You believe I'm just like others who deceive or tell untruths
You don't want to be fooled, fooled again
You're cautious and don't want to be deceived or tricked again
And you always go your way
We tend to follow separate paths in life
And I always go mine
Our ways diverge consistently
Maybe one day we'll come together
There's a possibility that someday we might reconcile or unite
Across the great divide
Reference to overcoming significant differences or challenges
I heard somebody calling you a bad name
Someone insulted or criticized you
But I was speechless, didn't say anything to him
I chose not to respond, rendered speechless by the situation
Next time I swear, it'll be different
Assurance that in the future, I will react differently
I promise not to be silent again
I commit to not remaining silent again
And you always go your way
Reiteration of our individual paths in life
And I always go mine
Consistent separation in our choices or actions
Maybe one day we'll come together
Revisiting the hope for eventual unity or reconciliation
Across the great divide
Reiteration of the potential for bridging significant differences
And I always cross to the other side
I frequently avoid confrontation or choose the easier path
But I go back every time
Despite avoidance, I consistently return to confront challenges
Maybe one day we'll come together
Hopeful anticipation of eventual unity or reconciliation
Across the great divide
Reiteration of the potential for bridging significant differences
I saw a bombed aisle, heard a gunshot ring
Observation of a destructive scene, possibly symbolizing conflict
Saw two matchsticks burn, felt the bedsheets sting
Witnessing the aftermath of violence or strife
Ugly words on a wall, and a robe in flames
Description of negative and destructive elements
Then I saw a little boy smile, when the clouds did move away
Finding a positive moment amidst adversity
And you always go your way
Reiteration of our individual paths in life
And I always go mine
Consistent separation in our choices or actions
Maybe one day we'll come together
Expressing the possibility of eventual unity or reconciliation
Across the great divide
Reiteration of the potential for bridging significant differences
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