I float like an old piece of wood on the Hudson
I may have a purpose
But it's mysterious to me
I wait in dark corners for instruction
Get on my bike
Peddle over bridges
Along rivers and wind back where I started

And so in moments of weakness or strength
I ask god for forgiveness and guidance
Then I fall asleep
And meet him somewhere along the fractures

And so in moments of weakness or strength
I ask god for forgiveness and guidance
Then I fall asleep
And meet him somewhere along the fractures
And in the breaks, along the fractures
And in the breaks, all along the fractures

I go fishing
A giant rod with a string and a hook
I work into the cracks
With no idea what I want back
Standing on my heart
Like a world in turmoil
Alone with God
A vagrant
A figment
An idiot
With no thoughts or ideas

Something tugs on the string
And I keep floating down the river
Riding over bridges
Advancing the myth called surrender

All bones break
All skulls crack and turn cold
In moments of strength or weakness
I ask for help

And so in moments of weakness or strength
I ask god for forgiveness and guidance
Then I fall asleep
And meet him somewhere along the fractures

And so in moments of weakness or strength
I ask god for forgiveness and guidance
Then I fall asleep
And meet him somewhere along the fractures

And so in moments of weakness or strength
I ask god for forgiveness and guidance
Then I fall asleep
And meet him somewhere along the fractures

And so in moments of weakness or strength
I ask god for forgiveness and guidance
Then I fall asleep
And meet him somewhere along the fractures
And in the breaks, along the fractures
And in the breaks, all along the fractures