
Act 3 · Track 27
No Contention
Paradise as memory — a grandparent telling grandchildren about the world they grew up in.
pov
a grandparent, looking back
genre
Vintage 1960s Soul
scripture
4 Nephi
Lyrics
Verse 1
Come and sit beside me, child
Let me tell you about a world
You will not see again
The world I grew up in
Verse 2
There were no rich
There were no poor
There were no closed doors
There was no name we called another
That was not the name of brother
And the names we used before
We did not use anymore
Verse 3
I was born after the Lord had come and gone
But the old men who saw him taught me every song
They taught us how to pray
They taught us how to share
They taught us how to walk past a stranger and care
Verse 4
We held everything in common, every loaf, every coin
We rebuilt the cities and the roads to rejoin
The valleys that the earthquakes had torn apart
And we did it with one heart
Chorus
And there was no contention
No contention in the land
No contention, child, no contention
We held each other's hand
Verse 5
Your grandfather was the son of a fisherman
I was the daughter of a man who tilled the ground
And no one cared that we had married down or up
We just married for love because that's what we had found
Verse 6
Children were not hungry
Old men died in their beds
With their daughters reading scripture
Beside their pillowed heads
There were no soldiers
There were no wars
There were no men who would not let their neighbors
Walk through their doors
Chorus
And there was no contention
No contention in the land
No contention, child, no contention
We held each other's hand
Bridge
For two hundred years
We lived this way
Generation after generation
Passing the peace down
Like a lamp
Carried from house to house
Verse 7
But I am old now, child
And I have started to see
Some men with more than the others
Some men with less than they need
Old names rising in whispers
Names I had hoped were gone
Names my grandparents prayed we would never speak again
Verse 8
You will live in a different world than I have lived
I do not know how different yet
But I want you to remember
There was a time we did not
Need locks on our doors
There was a time we did not
Need swords on our hips
There was a time we knew each other
By more than our names
Final Chorus
And there was no contention
No contention in the land
No contention, child, no contention
We held each other's hand
Outro
Remember this, child
Remember this when they tell you it is normal
To sleep with a sword
To lock your door
To call your neighbor by an old name
It was not normal
Once