Sweet Divide - The Magic Numbers, Romeo Stodart, Angela Gannon

In the garden of Eden

Through the valley of lies

With no rhyme and no reason

'Neath the tree of life

He had no right

Maybe there’s no grand design

What if this is all we find

Caught between the sweet divide

I’m the crack in the mirror

You’re the pull in the vine

I’m a voice you remember

When you tell yourself lies

You have no right

Maybe there’s no grand design

What if this is all we find

Caught between the sweet divide

Maybe there’s no grand design

What if this is all we find

Caught between the sweet divide

There’s a river between us running

There’s a river between us running

There’s a river between us running

There’s a river between us running

I’m coming out of the shadows running

(I'm coming out of the shadows running)

I’m coming out of the shadows running

(I'm coming out of the shadows running)

I’m coming out of the shadows running

(I'm coming out of the shadows running)

I’m coming out of the shadows running

(I'm coming out of the shadows running)

I’m coming out of the shadows running

I’m coming out of the shadows running

There’s a river between us running

There’s a river between us

Maybe there’s no grand design

What if this is all we find

Caught between the sweet divide