Daddy was from Israel his brow never furrowed
Momma was from Palestine a beautiful girl
when they fell in love it was the love they both deserved
they got married but their parents didn't like that much
they said have you forgotten what they've done to us?
They're the one's to fight they ain't the ones to love

but what's love if you give it up?
it's a fig tree blooming in a world that can't spare a drop
in the days when they've just begun
let your heart heal scars from the deeds that the other done

In the promised land where some try to cope
and some will try to kick you out and some have seen the ghosts
they had a couple little girls, the ones they loved the most
after 15 years she filed for divorce
she said our problems just been gaining a little too much force
but I wouldn't trade my time with you for another boy

Cause that's love when you're picking up
all the pieces that fell through the cracks when your time was up
in the days when they've just begun
let your heart heal the scars from the deeds that you've done

and tell me
how did it feel?
when the bombs went off
shook the ground did it seem real?
in the moment did you choose
that you'd stop believing in the fear that they both use
that you'd stop believing in the fear that we all use

Now Momma lives in Israel, her place in the world
Daddy's down the street to be near his girls
when they fell in love it was the love we all deserve

and that's love when you pick it up
it's the wind picking up blowing clouds through the sky above
in the days when they've just begun
let your heart heal scars from the deeds that the other done
let your heart heal scars from the deeds that you've done
let your heart heal scars from the deeds that the other done