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Faith, God, and the future He stood in the pulpit and spoke soft words
Words that allowed me to leave as I came
How could I know that these words were upsurd
And that they could not be put under God’s holy name?
One minute later and I was part of that church
He stood on the stage and played his emotion
Played out his heart upon those strings
How could I know that the sounds that I heard
Were commited to carnal and fleshly things
One minute later and I was dancing to his beat
She stood by the gate, so beautiful and fare
How was I supposed to know of the danger in her eyes
The essence of Satan in long, curly hair
A beautiful body… a clever disguise
One minute later and I was lost in her open arms.
I was so stressed, so anxious, so beat
I needed a way to cool down fast
It isn’t so bad… just a simple retreat
It was a one time thing that would never last
One minute later and I was smoking that joint
All of a sudden my life slipped away
No job, no money, no security
I wondered at where my life had gone
And I realized it was all about me
One minute later and I remembered that church
He stood in the pulpit and spoke soft words
Words that allowed me to leave as I came
How could I know that these words were upsurd
And that they could not be put under God’s holy name?
One minute later and I was part of that church
