When I was a little boy
I would play with a toy
After scouting out the hoods
I went to search in the woods
Animals, plants, and people
I looked up, saw the steeple
Reverence and bloody thoughts (?)
All became a steady rhyme
Then I fell out of bed
Forgot everything that was said
I wandered off and didn't come back
Didn't have nothing I could lack
Jack of trades to pay the rent
Career somehow heaven sent
Now heaven's got some other name
I want nothing all the same
Nothing here and nothing there
Can't find no objects in the air
I got a beacon in the night
I got a black hole in the light