Heard you went to find Jesus In rest stop in Phoenix Smoked American Spirits To calm yours down We used to kiss like some sinners Saying "God hates a quitter" You went holy ghost Put the bottle right back down I heard you went to Santa Barbara Just tryna get farther from the gray Oh but how do you find beauty in the blue skies When every day's the same? I have no dirt on my knees So I've no faith that ill see you again As a lover or a friend But you'll need more than a Bible Or a hymn with a high note If you're really to repent Or mend this mess I heard you went and found a new man A Christian born on the Fourth of July Oh what a precedent to set To always expect explosions in the sky Well I still wish you the best Cause I know on your shoulder There's an angel on the left side The devil on the polar We all have afflictions But I think it's fiction That you couldn't see the good in me Oh you couldn't see (Preacher) Isn't it great to be in church? I'll tell a little story I don't want to take up to much time Faith and repent are kinda synonymous, you can't repent without faith (Preach on!) (Amen!) I thank God! And if you don't know what the theme is Already well you've been asleep Now I haven't heard much from you I think about that while I walk in the night Wondering how it's even possible To see different stars in the same sky