Sidewalk Preacher

I know
He's got angels in his pocket.
I know
You can always trust a prophet.
I know
You've got faith to spare.
I know
You're full of hate because you care
About you
And me
And our eternity.

I know
He made buttons for your mouth.
I know
God dwells in your house
I know
You've got it figured out.
I know
You feel you must shout
At me
For God
And that seems just a little odd.

But I don't believe
That you believe
In me.
Give me a chance.
Give a kid a chance
He might surprise you.

I remember when I was young
Kneeling in the field
Praying that God was real
And that I could see him
Then I could love him, too
The way that you do.
But I guess it doesn't work like that.

I know
I'm going to struggle with this all my life.
I know
I'm a skeptic and a cynic until I die.
I know
I'll remain silent as I pass
I know
It's wrong to harass
For God
And me
It's the one thing I believe..

Chris Page sang backup.



Every Day is Garbage Day
All songs written by Troy Lukkarila
Copyright 1998
All songs except Beaten recorded and mixed at
12th House Records
Produced by Craig Spirko, Roy Peak and Troy Lukkarila
Engineered by Craig Spirko and Roy Peak