Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Billy Bob Thornton
Maybe I'm crazy
And maybe I'm blind
'Cause I can't understand
The kind of mind
That kills for god
Or money or the land
It just seems odd
To take that kind of stand
Some on the east side
Some on the west
Who think that somehow
Their way is best
But there are some
There in the middle
Whose lives have come
To mean so little
You can preach all you want to
And make up forever more
I know you want to walk into another world
But I don't see no beautiful door
I can't help myself
I like this place
And leaving's not a thing
I want to face
But those who want to go
Knock yourselves out
Just don't take those
Who don't care about
Your power dreams
And your golden gates
'Cause I hear their screams
As you deal their fates
You'll never kill this world
But I am afraid
That you'll take away
Those you say god made
You can preach all you want to
And make up forever more
I know you want to walk into another world
But I don't see no beautiful door
I know you want to walk into another world
But I don't see no beautiful door
You say you want to talk about a better world
But you've closed that beautiful door