Hand in Hand

Every day is all the same, the same is all of every day

When everything is all the same, the same is all of everything

How deep it goes, this need for change, this need for change, how deep it goes

How deep are we, such blood and magic, miracles, children of science

Understanding cannot be, we need to know the mystery

We search for ways we can explain our very natures, place the blame

Invented Gods, someone to name, someone to pray to, far away

Someone to justify our flaws, place human weakness at his door

A door too far away to touch, the only way to see to die

And when we die, so out of reach, we cannot then explain, to teach

And priest and teachers use our fears, to say we may not see the door

If we be bad, or not believe, then there may not be any more

beyond our deaths, with nothing left, then we will fade away to black

Which is of course, the way it is, no lack of faith, a simple fact

Such fools are we, to base our lives, on ancient supersitious fiction

Take each verse upon it's word, believing everything we've heard

Instead of learning moral lessons, know your sins, who needs confession

There is value in the knowing right from wrong, it makes us strong

But to ignore the evidence, it seems to me like ignorance

There is no God, there is no heaven, is no devil, is no hell

Was no Jesus, crucifixion, what a powerful depiction

To engulf the world in lies, a business grows, the church it flies

But I believe the Church is good, if misinformed, but still it would

Emerge with light, I think it should, with opened eyes, be all it could

If faith and science, hand in hand, could find some way, some common ground

To understand the world around, the very depth of human hearts

Then God would be our Human soul

And science everything we know

If that could be then I would pray

I'd pray to God, I'd pray all day

I'd look into the sky and swear

That I see heaven floating there