I quit believing in hell,
you said I’d end up there someday.
It hasn’t worked out so well,
I’ve lost most the friends that I’ve made.
They say that heaven is a place
reserved for those who have faith
but I don’t see it that way
and I’ve exhausted all of your grace.
I still love the Lord,
even though He doesn’t show up anymore.
I fell in love with a girl who taught me to hate this sick, sad world.
Everyone I know left several hours ago,
they’re locked away in their homes,
left me to fend on my own.
Broken bonds and misplaced hatred,
how you sell hope to those less faithless.
Asking them to trust gods they can’t see,
Jesus saves but can’t spend time on me.
Searched for god in different places,
called His name but he hasn’t said shit.
Listened for him but all I only heard me.
Is sin still sin if sins all that we see?
God is the space between the cracks in the pavement,
overgrown with dirt and crumbled cement.
The man I drive by every day,
cardboard sign asking for my spare change.
He lost his job to picketed funerals and hatred,
to pastors corrupting his name upon their pulpits,
wave tore out the Holy Book’s pages regarding love towards the deserted and the faithless.
I’ve got better things to worry about then where I go when I die,
I hear hell in a little orphan’s eye’s,
I see heaven in my younger sister’s eyes.
credits
from Friends,
released June 3, 2015
Featuring John Winston
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