Going Up Against Chaos

Moon across the valley Squatting on the roof Of the dirty gray bank Like a cop with no proof We were lying in bliss Love was cooling into sleep There was a dream on the horizon And a punch-up in the street We were lying on the mountain By the satellite dish Humming with the tremors of Every envy, rage and wish Orchids and radar In the dazzling night The stars were all racing like satellites Going up against chaos Going up against chaos Two hearts full of tough love We were bodies of light Like we'll be someday The sirens and the curses Were light years away We were Lot on the mountain We were Noah on the Ark Flying hand in hand From the dog-howl dark Going up against chaos Going up against chaos Two hearts full of tough love --- Going Up Against Chaos - Bruce Cockburn