Fruit
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
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
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Writer(s): Rhett Mclaughlin
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