The Adversary

You see me in a foreign face
In ships that sink without trace
In your father's doubt
Will he praise or shout?

Behind the burning cross
Begrudged imagined loss
When you run to me, run to me, run to me

You try to fly, but you cannot fly
You try to hide, but I'm by your side
You run from me, run from me, run from me
I am the adversary
I am the adversary
I am the adversary
I am your foe
I go where you go

Between ideals and fact
Between the thought and the act
You sink without trace
Grow to hate your face
Will you sell all you own
To sit in a shadow by a throne
Will you run to me, run to me, run to me?

You try to fly, but you cannot fly
You try to hide, but I'm by your side
You try to run from me, run from me, run from me
I am the adversary
I am the adversary
I am the adversary
I am your foe
I go where you go

You will see me behind every door
You need not look for me at all
To her I'm just a number
To her I am unknown

On your shoulder her hands lightly rest
As she lets fall her soft summer dress
Without self-conciousness, self loathing, or conceit
Without intention the triumphs admit our defeat

She moves in her own chosen way
My invisible hands are not at play
To her I'm just a number
To her I am unknown

From the cold snow into the water
To her I'm just a number
To her I am unknown

(Run from me, run from me, run from me)
I am your foe
I go where you go