and yet...yet...yet...another day

faith without doubt is flimsy faith indeed
faith that does not take seriously the words of doubters
is a faith that trembles needlessly
faith gives faith in being faithful
for god just lets us be

each day erupts in a flow of activity
each mind rides the flow like there is no tomorrow
although although
we bank on tomorrow
we have faith tomorrow will come
and it generally does

each day is a blues melody
tinged with hilarity
but sad nonetheless
and the sound of sad melodies
is nothing but god weeping to our hearts

who can stand that

who can stand the pleading of Israel
who can stand the look on the face
of the crucified one an hour before his death

here comes the day
we see
we ponder
we hear
we sing
we speak in words the echo of truth
we dance the mind with electric passion
we know in our hearts
everyone suffers

rock the world with a shout of love
rock the world with a shout of love
rock the world with a shout of love
i know it's gonna be OK OK
i know it's all gwan be OK