Friend, can you show me the road that will lead me to heaven? And if I don’t get through those pearly white gates, can you show me how to go on living?
Can you show me the secrets to this life, help me avoid the mistreatment to my nervous system? Can you show me the tools to make the incision?
If I was blind to the truth maybe then I’d be forgiven.
If I didn’t have a tongue maybe then I’d stop sinning.
There is no rhyme or reason to this voice I’ve been given…it’s just a given.