And Ever (Titus Andronicus)

The enemy is everywhere, the enemy is everywhere The enemy is everywhere, the enemy is everywhere Oh, I'm worthless and weak and I'm sick and I'm scared And the enemy is everywhere The enemy is everywhere, the enemy is everywhere The enemy is everywhere, the enemy is everywhere Oh, I'm worthless and weak, oh, I'm sick and I'm scared And the enemy is everywhere "I am loathe to close. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained, it must not break the bonds of our affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature."