I'm gonna get lost between trees in Yosemite
And find my way back to the man I used to be
Maybe I'll find god on a spiritual walk
Maybe I'll find god but probably not
Some of us a search for a church
Some of us a search for the truth
It's quite nice when the paths both cross
But let's be honest that doesn't happen a lot
But I can't stop myself from thinking now matter how hard I try
I created this buzzard above my head and he's circling the sky
I'll never be saved, I guess that's just my fate
I was never meant to walk through those golden gates
Some of us a search for a church
Some of us a search for the truth
It's quite nice when the paths both cross
But let's be honest that doesn't happen a lot
So I won't live another day
Like the devil is nipping at my heels
I've got better things to do
Then listening to Religious spiels