What if God was one of us? Just a slob like one of us. Just a stranger on the bus, trying to make his way home. Like a holy Rolling Stone. Back up to Heaven all alone. Just trying to make his way home. Nobody callin' on the phone, 'cept for the Pope maybe in Rome. Then it makes sense, it all just makes sense. Why the moon is not full all the time. Why the poems dont rhyme. Why Butter may need more than bread. Why Chillies lose their heat and hash is outta head. Why the Shadow proved the sunshine. Why guys need a pick-up line. Why it gets dark again. Why it started to rain. Why I'm forced to lie. And why people die.
P.S. Joan O, Thanks for your question.
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