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I BELIEVE

I was eleven
when the cracker man came to mile high stadium
He brought with him his large crusade
And he preached to us his helium

And even though he'd never seen me or met me
He seemed to think he knew who he was talking to.
In all that he was talking about
He never showed a morsel of doubt

That my life was a product of sin
Every movement I made was selfish and bad
I had to ask for forgiveness within.
I must apologize for living every moment I had
Or be so so sorry


Well I can believe in a god
Creating otters
I can even believe in a man walking on water
I refuse to believe in a vengeful man
Who's watching to get me
Every second he can
If I don't interpret words
From a non-specific book
In the very same manner as the crackerman took

No, I believe if god were me
Walking in my shoes.
From the moment that I was conceived
And new the things that I knew
And didn't understand the things
That I misunderstood
He too would choose to not take part
In all the things he was told he should

To appear a common version
Of a vision of a god
Who only valued those who virtued
Of one specific law
With no exceptions, no compassion
For the living being
Who decides to take a different route to truth.
You know, one not always seen as proper because

I believe, that there's a God
And if he/she/it is true,
They would take into consideration
That we've all worn different shoes
And we've all been different places
And we've all felt different pain
And we all have different reasons
And rights and wrongs
And ways to keep us sane

I believe, I believe