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