Alien Shore (1993)

You and I, we are strangers by one chromosome
Slave to the hormone, body and soul
In a struggle to be happy and free
Swimming in a primitive sea.

You and I, we must dive below the surface
world of red neon and ultramarine
Shining bridges on the ocean floor
Reaching to the alien shore.

For you and me,  is not a competition
For you and me,  is not a job description
For you and me, we agree.

You and I, we are pressed into these solitudes
Color and culture, language and race
Just variations on a theme
Islands in a much larger stream.

For you and me, race is not a competition
For you and me, race is not a definition
For you and me, we agree
Reaching for the alien shore.

You and I, we reject these narrow attitudes
We add to each other, like a coral reef
Building bridges on the ocean floor
Reaching for the alien shore.

For you and me, we hold these truths to be self evident
For you and me, we'd elect each other president
For you and me, we might agree
But that's just us.
Reaching for the alien shore.