I'm falling to pieces

But I put my request into god by the deadline

I wrote - would you drink the sea

If yelling has dried up your language by this time

Then I would have a way to drive away

Then I would have a road and I could go today

On the wisdom bus heading into town

I'll pay the fare to be a believer

I've rode imagination straight into the ground

And I gotta know what I gotta know by now

Power's acquired

But I'm just bewildered the same with the madness we make

Love kisses hate

Hate spits back all of its tenderness with all its sadness