The Charging Sky

If I run uphill

I'm out of breath

If I spend all of my money

I've got no money left

If I place all of my chips on only one bet

I'm all in

And it's a surefire bet

I'm gonna die

So I'm taking up praying on

Sunday nights

And it's not that

I believe in your almight

But I might as well as insurance or bail

Cause institution's like a big bright lie

And it blinds you into fear and consuming and fight

And you've been in the desert underneath the charging sky

It's just you and

God But what if

God's not there?

But his name is on your dollar bill

Which just became cab fare

For the Evangelist, the

Communist, the

Lefts and the

Rights And the hypocrites and the

Jesuits and the blacks and the whites

It's in the belly of the beast

In the Atlanta streets

Or up in Laurel

Canyon The verge of

Middle East

Still they're dying on the dark continent

It's been happening long enough to mention it

Have I mentioned my parents are getting back together again

It's been 25 years

Of spreading infection

Somehow we're not affected

So my mom, she brushes her hair

And my dad starts growing

Bob Dylan's beard

And I share with my friends a couple of beers

In the Orlando streets