The Oracle And The Thief
Bill Borman

She says love is just an absence
And hope is false belief
But there are only two kinds, man
The oracle and the thief

And the oracles are painting
But the picture is quite bleak
And the thieves are still stealing
We all need something to believe

And the personal wars are fought
And we all lose, but it means nought
For we must fight, so we don't fade away

And this he knows, but he stays still
He says "I've got the way but I ain't got the will"
I said "Man, don't we all feel like that on Mondays?"

And it's so true I have to check
The question mark around my neck
I said

Over on the waterfront
The people gather ‘round
With latent negativity
All scattered on the ground
So I say let's walk a while
Until we're lost and found

But I can't presume to know what to believe
'Cause she's the oracle
And I'm just the theif
But

Meanwhile they're asking
All the people what they know
Checking if it matches what they
Learnt by rote

They say "Do you see the monster in the
Abyss, or something else?"
He says "I have gazed long into the abyss, but I
Only see myself."

And I know all that about about fear and fear itself
Yeah I know; that's why we're all afraid of ourselves
Or something

While asking questions we're attacked by our TV
She says "I'm sick of all this conflict" as she climbs from the debris
And turning off the signal as I step out of the screen
I say "love is not an absence; it's just you and me"