I'm falling to pieces

                 But I put my request into god by the deadline

                 I wrote - would you drink the sea

                 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 the wisdom bus heading into town

                 I'll pay the fare to be a believer

                 I've rode imagination straight into the ground

                 And I gotta know what I gotta know by now

                  

                 Power's acquired

                 But I'm just bewildered the same with the madness we make

                 Love kisses hate

                 Hate spits back all of its tenderness with all its sadness