Religion
Aug 26 '03
The Bottom Line No, it's not Gospel, exactly...
What was I thinking?
What did I know?
The words rose up, but now
They're sinking down to churn around below.
How did I get here?
Where am I now?
And what am I gonna
Do about it, and how, tell me how?
I don't believe I can blame the Devil
For anything I've done.
I don't recall that I ever needed
Help to go astray.
Yes, I was born to be a goat,
And I need a little room to run.
And if there's a God somewhere,
Then She's the one who made me this way.
Yeah, sometimes I've just got to misbehave.
Don't ask what "Truth" is.
I have to laugh.
Even Jesus wouldn't touch
That one with a ten-foot shepherd's staff.
My heart is pumping,
My heart is jumping,
My heart is thumping like
A hammer on a fifty gallon drum.
I don't believe the universe stops
To listen when I speak.
But sometimes I will find myself
Talking to Her, like we're friends.
Gonna stand on the deck of my pirate boat
Though I know I've sprung a leak.
Gonna raise my sails, and bite my nails,
And run before whatever wind She sends.
Cause the journeys are what matter, not the ends.
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