The Mating of the Doves - The Felice Brothers

From the Gulf of Aden to the marble coast

To the rolling hills of Oregon

And the Tigris River and the wind that blows

In the hanging bowers of Babylon

I’m a fool for giving all that I gave

To you pitiful people

When the world was made

And if I come back down from the stars above

It’s just to watch

The mating of the doves

I was there in Egypt when your king was slain

And it made me cry a million tears

And it formed a river in a western state

And it carved a canyon through the years

And I’m a fool for giving all that I gave

To you pitiful people

When the world was made

And if I come back down from the stars above

It’s just to watch

The mating of the doves

So you can preach of Heaven and you can warn of Hell

And you can murder millions in my name

But I gave you Heaven and the only Hell

Is the one you made from fear and hate

You’re all fools for thinking that I’m coming back

For some fiery judgement

And turn the worlds to black

For if I come back down it’s not to judge but love

And be among

The Mating of the Doves