we made our own computer out of macaroni pieces
And it did our thinking
while we lived our lives
It counted up our feelings
And divided them up even
it called that calculation perfect love

Didn’t even know that love was bigger
Didn’t even know
That love was so, so …

So we made the hard decision
And we each made an incision
Past our muscles and our bones
Saw our hearts were little stones

Pulled ’em out they weren’t beating
And we
weren’t even bleeding
As we lay ’em on the granite counter top

We beat ’em up
Against each other

We beat ’em up
Against each other

We struck ’em hard
Against each other

We struck ’em so hard
So hard until they sparked

Hey this fire it’s burnin’
Burnin’ us up


But we didn’t mind
We didn’t know better

“Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.” — Jesus

People don’t know that deep within…?


Regina Spektor performing “The Calculation” on Good Morning America (6-23-09)

Paul Meier: “The most deceitful thing in God’s universe is our own hearts”
Martin Luther Cursed from His Heart Catholic Leaders, ‘Every Day’
Saul Hated David, Refusing to Let God’s Choice Lead, and It’s No Different Today
WordPOWER: It’s not just a head thing — we must be clean deep within
A Heart that is Clean Can Shake Mountains

Let that Dirty Thing Go, The Monster That Hides Inside

Many Curse Others From Their Hurts Deep Within
There Should Only Be One Voice
John Prine: Some Humans Ain’t Human [Austin City Limits]