It's an experience behind belief
He's just trying to find tomorrow
So he holds his head in the palms of his hands
And thinking that he is now old
Well, Jesus don't care and Satan won't dare
To tell him what their thoughts are
So he looks at the sky with a drop in his eye
And hopes tomorrow isn't too far
Then he'll go away for so long
Then he'll go away for so long
Then he'll go away for so long
I hope he understands
She looks all around for the dime she just dropped
But it's rolled to a spot out of sight
She holds her hand low down near the ground
And thinking the day's just not gone right
And when she finds it she whispers a 'Thank God'
And does the math in her head
Oh, what a pity, she's still ten cents short
The pain she goes through for some bread
And then she'll go away for so long
Then she'll go away for so long
Then she'll go away for so long
I hope she understands
This is an incomplete tale of an incomplete stance
About what's not so sure
This is an incomplete tale of an incomplete stance
About what's not so sure
And then you'll go away for so long
And then you'll go away for so long
And then you'll go away for so long
I hope you understand you're dead