Olympic Portions

歌詞

Slithering up to The power buffet Looking every round To see who's lurking today Keeping tabs all of the way. Balancing seems to be the key. Counterfeit promise of peace Just get them to speak You're the only safe thing I've got. Double portion my cup Permits on all things Kiss of peace & calling truce! Dove! Return of the Dove! Return of the Dove! Returning bearing an Olive Leaf (in her beak). Your faith has healed you Now go in peace. This time the dove did not return; it has made its home in the shade. We though wild olive shoots Share the nourishing sap from the root Will guard our hearts and our minds on this vine You who transcend understanding It's time to go back home!