I woke God when June came round
Said, “Long time, no see.”
Bent my ear to the freeway sound
I’m borrowed, not free
Don’t mind me if I live like it
Glossy abandon
Found a better way
To manipulate my blues
And hide the truth

I woke God when cicadas sang
Said, “Shame you couldn’t stay for drinks.”
He laughed and took one for the road
Heard he was sober til he met me
Guess now we’re all fucked up
Maybe took too much
Trying to forget what
We remember when we’re blue
And hide the truth

There’s a sacrament in the lives we lent out
To distant friends and relative we lie about
I take it and go my pace
Save a tear for when they rest me way down
The grieving ends when the soil evens out
And God and I share a space

Do you think he’ll kiss my broken parts?
Do you think he’ll wince when he tastes my tainted blood?
And should he fail again to ease my heavy heart
I hope he molds me new, pristine, from clay and righteous mud

And we’ll sing:
Allelujah
Holy grace
Alfather, do you know my face?
Allelujah
Sweet disgrace
Alfather, do you know my name?

Then sings my soul
“My saviour, God to Thee
How great Thou art?
How great Thou art?”