You call it "right", and I call it "simple"
And somewhere in the middle, it's "truth"
And you see the hill, and I see the castle
Our front that was united is doomed, ooh

You call this "brick-and-mortar", I call this "sacred skin"
You see the figure skater, and I fear the ice is thin
And the light is all around us, but when we spar, it's dim
We're right here in the middle, missing the miracle

You see the cloud and I see the lining
And somewhere in the middle is sun
And you say "It's greatness" and I say "Bad timing"
And when we leave the ring, no one's won, ooh

I go for the jugular, you knock 'til you get in
You hold the loud and raucous, and I hear the dropping pin
And you run all front and center, I whisper paper thin
We're right here in the middle, missing the miracle, oh

The winter gets long
The rapids get white
And what doesn't kill us turns to grey

You call this "brick-and-mortar", I call this "sacred skin"
You see the figure skater, and I fear the ice is thin
And the light is all around us, but when we spar, it's dim
We're right here in the middle, missing the miracle

Missing the miracle (the light is all around us)
Missing the miracle (the light is all around us)
Missing the miracle