Kevin Devine - Breathe, Breathe Deep lyrics

In the hand of God there's a cattle prod That keeps shocking us along. Until we're flung from roofs without parachutes Filling patches on His lawn. And there's an iron gate where patrolmen wait To keep the chosen people safe From the infidels in their terror cells Rifles blessed by God's good grace And there's a shining path strewn with shattered gla** And hemmed in with barbed wire So you can skim your feet but you can't come free Oh hallelujah higher and higher And all those foxhole prayers full of fear you share With a bored and and distant son While you held your will while k**ing time until Answers came for anyone And you curse their Lord for all He ignored In His flawed and vengeful plan Cut yourself some slack against a deck so stacked I mean come on now you're just one man And maybe after all when your conscience calls You might prove the missing link And all that white hot air you sprayed around out there Might have meant more than you think So when you breathe, breathe deep Breathe in greedily like you might never breathe again Go and tell the truth of all the work you do It won't be worthless in the end