Walking

A few more years of Paradise
Then I'll go to find my maker
Shake the dice lightly
May I walk the path brightly

Not afraid of living
Not afraid of dying
Not afraid of feeling what I do not understand

When I was a baby
God and I went walking
In teenage volvo music
We all heard our god talking

Hermapholightnoos being
Seeing without seeing
Angels on the radio
And heaven in the reading

Stoned for generations
But we still love their music
They don't like the drug
But they like the ones who used it
They don't like the groove
Cause they're afraid to lose it

I don't remember anyone saying
It would be easy, easy