Everyone I’ve ever seen Has given me what I need To be here with you as me Every doubt And everything that didn’t work out Every poem I can’t remember Every death done in December Has given me what I need To be here with you as me Everyone I’ve ever seen Every dream I’ve
Somethin’s got to die to get to heaven Even if it’s here on Earth But she doesn’t want her picture tonight She only wants to be seen with naked eyes The demons who taunt you to play the bottle again Can you welcome them The ones you think are your friends Can you shelter them
Narration: Mother Earth is talking with “Father Science” in a world where science and religion/gods have become one, after generations of irreconcilable differences, brought together by, yours truly, Money) Dear “Father Science”, People have been conditioned to trust you without question in an eerily similar way as when you were just religion. (Narrator’s note: many
To religion I say, where would you be without buildings and beliefs? What is it you cling to, what do you seek? Is it peace, love and light? Or do we perpetually fight? What happens after the war, When winter closes in and you’re remembered no more? What started out as deliverance, Has it kept
Jesus was crucified and Witches were burned Let’s get together and See what we have learned? Buddha taught Peace Not Love on a leash Let’s explore “safety” And what that even means Remember your sovereignty And tell me your dreams
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