Fruit Lyrics

Don't know much about that carpenter

He lived in a very different time

But most everything that I've heard he said

Makes me think we might be reading different lines

There was something about turning the other cheek

I can't quite square that with your AR-15

He said let the little children come to me

But you just watched as they were torn from their families

I don't feel the love I don't see the joy

But I'm not sure I've got the patience to argue anymore

I don't mean to be unkind and I'd like to keep the peace

Just looking for the self-control to agree to disagree

I remember that old church song from when I was young

About how the world would know us by our love

Might be a good time to dust that one off

Instead of worrying about who's in the club

I don't feel the love I don't see the joy

But I'm not sure I've got the patience to argue anymore

I don't mean to be unkind and I'd like to keep the peace

Just looking for the self-control to agree to disagree

I always looked down on the red letter crowd

Said you can't ignore the truth that you don't like

The branches got so busy calling people out

We couldn't tell we'd lost touch with the vine

I don't feel the love I don't see the joy

But I'm not sure I've got the patience to argue anymore

I don't mean to be unkind and I'd like to keep the peace

Just looking for the self-control to agree to disagree