Cats and dogs don't have souls
So when they die
Their essence flickers out like a broken bulb
But lovers who've built a little life
Must shed their rings at the great divide
Great divide
No husbands and wives in the afterlife
No one stands beside you at the great divide
Because we're all betrothed as the bride of Christ
There is no love in the afterlife
No one stands beside you at the great divide
When the children are gathered
Into the bosom of God
We will have new bodies
Without lust or vengeful thoughts
And we'll be lined up naked, nothing to hide
Our secrets are disposed of at the great divide
Great divide
No drugs or sex in the afterlife
No one sleeps beside you at the great divide
Because our bodies won't tire and there is no night
There's no sense of touch in the afterlife
No one sleeps beside you at the great divide
The cat won't warm the foot of your bed
Your friends won't talk on the telephone
The dog won't walk with you in his stead
Your lover won't wait for you to come home
No one stands beside you at the great divide
On heaven's gate, there is a sign that reads
"No pets allowed, no month to month lease"
We will not have names or mouths that lie
Everyone is made deaf and mute at the great divide
Great divide
No joy or sorrow in the afterlife
Our memories are erased at the great divide
We forget about the ones who were left behind
There is no compassion in the afterlife
No one stands beside you at the great divide