He's writing sermon notes in his head
"What am I supposed to tell them?"
Was that white stubble on his chin
I think he may have more soul than he knows
The creeping acoustic guitar on the radio is telling me
the Spirit is all around
I started to sing
Then I stopped
The sunshine tells me I'm alive
That's not supposed to sound cheesy
That's just how it is, Oh God, that's how it is
Parking lot parking
Take the picture now
We're still on Earth but the Kingdom is knocking me in the teeth
----yeah, so either i just assumed the guy at the light next to me was a preacher or something on his car said so...i no longer know. that's how that started. i actually scribbled as i drove. safety first!---
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