I went down to the liquor store
And bought some more liquor
I drank myself to sleep in a starry night
Hoping that I would drown
In all the ocean’s sound
I swam into its depths with my eyes closed tight
Hoping I would see the light

Well I built a fire with both my hands
And watched it burn the land
I planted seeds in ashes
Just to see if it would grown again
Took a train to outer space
To see if I could find a place
Where I could watch the sweet sun burn the scars off my face
Hoping I would see the light

Well the rain came down without a sound
And flowers sprouted from the ground
How can I not speak of God when all I see is this mirage
We pick up guns and we kill our own
Oh this road leads so far from home
I pray to the angel of fire
To burn this mess until it dies
At the top of the hill
At the feet of the tree
I found the truth in an apple seed
Who would’ve known
That when it had grown
I could see all the stars and all the cosmos
Some say I’m sick and some call me mad
They say I’ve lost all that I’ve had
True I am mad for the light, for the spark
That resides in the deepest depths of my heart