waking up

A sky without a god is a clear, clear sky
Break the lines to the past,
move on and try
No answers to guide us or heal the sick
´cos faith is in candles
and candles burn quick
A life bowing down
to be near the ground,
kissing dust and scared of shit
sense as oxygen makes faith
the fuel and burns it quick
A sky without a god is aclear, clear sky
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