I wanted to leave my life at the church
But forgot to say prayer
Idly smoking blunts on top of the stairs
Search, desert
Knowing the city by the skyline
Met God, but now the bells chime
Leaving the city like mass is over
Loving based on my own lying;
I thought I looked at him
And saw the world
Got confused because I am the world
Left his world like a funeral parade
Clothes spilling out of a bag
As a bitter cascade
Migrating to a new city
Search, desert
Starting over seeking good karma,
Golden green marijuana