Selling geography or vices
To a down home country place in memory
For reverie
But the volume at which it's said
And the books you may have read are discrete
As for belief
It can't be sold or retold
There ain't no doubt
Leaping for faith we're better without
If this land isn't my land
And your sign's side says something
I'll leave in good company
So shake that endless skyway
And raze those golden valleys
For freedom or apology
And set controls to "explode"
Well there ain't no doubt
Leaping for faith we're better without
And could you waste your days
With bated breath or a heart on a string
To wait
For pearly gates or a shallow grave
Your measuring this soul
By the circumference of a hole neck to waist
Yeah neck to waist
And momma can you hear me?
I've been screaming His name
Always in vain
As dust clouds roll
You'll stroll
Well there ain't no doubt
Leaping for faith we're better without