I'm falling to pieces But I put my request to god by the deadline I wrote 'would you drink the ocean If yelling has dried up your language by this time?' Then I would have a way to drive away Then I would have a road and I could go today On thw wisdom bus heading into town I'll pay the fair to be a believer I've road imagination straight into the ground And I've gotta know what I've gotta know by now Power's acquired But I'm bewildering with the same madness we make Love kisses hate And hate spits back all it's tenderness with all it's sadness