The Devil & The Dove

One tall tree in the meadow
One bright bloom on the bough
All of life is this longing
To lay your body down
One hand holding the Devil’s
One hand holding the dove
Fools will bet on their horses
The wise men learn to love
Deep, deep is love
Deep, deep is love
One path grows in the distance
One path now overgrown
It can seem too rough for the walking
But you never walk alone
Endless boats all arriving
On an ever-widening shore
There is no door to the kingdom
The kingdom is the door
Deep, deep is love
Deep, deep is love
Deep, deep is love
Deep, deep is love