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
 In the belly of the beast