Both sides of the coin

Jasper:
I am not myself these days for all I
know I might be you
There's more than room enough for two inside my mind

Sapsea:
I am likewise in a haze of who I am from
scene to scene
What's more we two (we four, I mean)
are in a bind

Jasper:
For is it I or is it me?

Sapsea:
And if I'm him and if I'm he, each on of us might not
Agree on what to do

Jasper:
And if I take opposing sides within myself,
Then who divides up what is right or wrong?
Sapsea:
I'll go along with you

Both:
Ha'penny, one penny, tupenny, thrupenny
Twelve to a shilling, twice that to a florin
To find the same face on both sides of the coin?
Bob is your uncle from pennies to guineas
The two-sided mint is the rule, not exception
And would you not quite feel quite the fool of deception
To find the same face on both sides of the coin?

Sapsea:
Odds or evens, it's high or low
It's up or down or night

Jasper:
Heads or tails, or black and white
Or left and right or day!

Sapsea:
Nature seldom ever fails to most obligingly provide
An undisclosed opposing side to one's dismay

Jasper:
There's shadows on this shining morn

Sapsea:
If there's a rose it bears a thorn

Jasper:
You're as good as dead as soon as born

Both:
And yet we smile

Sapsea:
But luck's division is perverse

Jasper:
It seems to work more in reverse

Sapsea:
If things are better, they'll be worse in just a while