Jane Siberry - Last Word lyrics

rate me

In the beginning there was the word.

And the word was sent through

a thousand different telephone lines

and became garbled and distorted.

And so began the long process of sorting out

the wheat from the chaff

the milk from the whey

the truth from the lies

the night from the day.

Xylem and Phloem.

Flotsam and Jetsam.

David and Goliath.

Donner and Blitzen.

In the end there was still the word

Was it still the same word?