La tour de Babel

She said "maybe"
He believed "tomorrow"
Often from being to being
There's no more path
The crowd is too big
For beautiful returns
And our bodies surrender
To other loves

They placed stone upon stone between earth and sky
They built with their hands the tower of Babel

He shouted "give"
The other said "too late"
When between man and man
There's no more connection
The earth is too vast
And men are deaf
And our hands reach out
Always open

They placed stone upon stone between earth and sky
They built with their hands the tower of Babel

For a word that proclaims
A word askew
There will be flames
Throughout the universe
Mouths are wide open
For beautiful speeches
But skins are sold
The skins of drums

One day our languages
Will speak of flowers
And the marriage
Of the four colors
Will you understand
That they speak of love?
I will wait for you
At the foot of the Tower

Meanwhile, Cain still hunts Abel
But I have built with my hands the Tower of Babel