Waking Up

A sky without a god is a clear, clear sky
Break the lines to the past, move on and try
No answers to guide us or heal the sick
'cos faith is in candles and candles burn quick
A life bowing down to be near the ground --
Kissing dust and scared of shit
Sense of oxygen makes faith the fuel and burns it quick

A sky without a god is a clear, clear sky
But we've served for so long it now seems right
Information brings the light to see how quick faith burns, when so do we
The flames of doubt are burning now, but the people in control aren't scared
Cheated by technology
Real power never has nor will be shared