Recorded by Duover on a Tascam DP-004
Breitenbush Forest, September 2009
lyrics
Hang, hang on to see, your forgiveness, and let it be
Home, home is hard, home is hardest, for you and me
Sometimes life can seem
A motion sickness daydream
So hold hope, don't hang it up, when you get stuck, on your knees, prayin for luck
Make what you can, make yourself love, your fellow man
Even those, who believe, they hold the secrets in their hand
Those who in the mirror, see God's image, don't see clear
The fear and lies that guide the night
Shine above the left and right, in hindsight
God loves me and you, and the Devil, mean people too
God loves gays and Jews, Hindus and Muslims
And Buddha's boobs
God hope you see us through
This rotten radio and fake TV news
So, hold hope, don't hang it up
When you get stuck, on your knees, prayin for luck
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