Sean Watkins - The God You Serve lyrics

Some of us die before we're born And some live too long Some of us are given a life of chances Some not even one Some go in the blink of an eye And never feel an ounce of pain Some of us are pulled slow and steady through a lifetime of rain And you say he's fair and wants everybody there But heaven wont be home for us all If you say that there are souls he won't prepare The God you serve dropped the ball Now you're telling everybody about the only one who will never leave your side About unconditional love and eternal life You say come as you are and down to the altar, his arms are open wide But the time is now cause the deal is off if you don't before you die And you say he's fair and wants everybody there But heaven wont be home for us all If you say that there are souls he won't prepare The God you serve dropped the ball No one chooses a lake of fire over streets of gold They just choose to not to believe you told them so How there's a man upstairs who'll forgive you Who hopes that you might learn Forgiveness of your enemies who will forever burn And you say he's fair and wants everybody there But heaven wont be home for us all If you say that there are souls he won't prepare The God you serve dropped the ball Yeah the God you serve dropped the ball The God you serve