On a bus ride into town I wondered "why am I going to town?" I looked around at the billboards and the stories I thought, "Why do I look around?" So I got out and I bowed and kissed the filthy ground The first dry spot I found I laid down without having to wonder why I was laying down. Before long I was too cold and so took a bus back to the station I found a letter left by a pay phone with no return contact information. It was addressed: To total strangers, It read like a horn blown by some sad angel. "Bunny, it was me who let you down" It was the shyest attempt I'd ever seen at conversation
If I didn't have You as my guide, I'd still wander lost in Sinai Counting the plates of cars from out-of-state, (How I could jump in their path they hurry along!) Until You surround me, You're pretty but you're all I can see Like a thick fog - If there was no way into God I would never have laid in this grave of a body for so long.
St. Cyril's fair always came through the first week of September But it's already the 19th and there's no sign of it yet. I have a hard time remembering the things i should remember and a hard time forgetting the things I should forget. Oh Christ when You're ready to come back, I think I'm ready for You to come back But if You want to stay Wherever exactly it is you are, That's ok too - It's really none of my business
If I didn't have You as my guide I'd still be wandering lost in Sinai Or down by the tracks watching trains go by to remind me. There are places that aren't here. I had a well, But all the water left So i'll ask Your forgiveness With every breath, If there was no way into God, I would never have laid in this body of a grave...so long, dear.