Alien Shore

You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome

Slave to the hormone, body and soul

In a struggle to be happy and free

Swimming in a primitive sea



You and I, we must dive below the surface

A world of red neon, and ultramarine

Shining bridges on the ocean floor

Reaching to the alien shore



For you and me--Sex is not a competition

For you and me--Sex is not a job description

For you and me--We agree



You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes

Color and culture, language and race

Just variations on a theme

Islands in a much larger stream



For you and me--Race is not a competition

For you and me--Race is not a definition

For you and me--We agree



Reaching for the alien shore



You and I, we reject these narrow attitudes

We add to each other, like a coral reef

Building bridges on the ocean floor

Reaching for the alien shore



For you and me--We hold these truths to be self-evident

For you and me--We'd elect each other president

For you and me--We might agree

But that's just us



Reaching for the alien shore