If I turn to religion
I hope I’ll still be young
Not making desperate decisions
While I’m coughing up my lungs
And if I take to praying
I want my reasons to be pure
To believe what I am saying
And in my heart of hearts be sure
And if one day I beg forgiveness
From any deity up above
Then with God as my witness
Let my motive please be love
For can you really get to Heaven
On a wing and prayer?
If your pious motivation
Is you’re dying and you’re scared?
So if I turn to religion
I don’t think that I’ll be fickle
For such a thing to happen
It would take a miracle.
Thursday, October 1, 2009