It must have been mid-afternoon
I could tell by how far a child's shadow stretched out, and
He walks with a purpose
In his sneakers
Down the street he had
Many questions, like children often do
He said "Tell me all your thoughts on God."
"And tell me am I very far?"
It must have been late afternoon
Was on my way,
The sun broke free of the clouds
We count only blue cars,
Skipped the cracks in the streets and asked
Many questions like children often do
We said, "Tell me all your thoughts on God."
"Cause I really like to meet her."
"And ask her why we're - or who we are?"
"And tell me all your thoughts on God."
"Cause I'm on my way to see her."
"So tell me am I very far?
Am I very far now?
Am I very far now?"
It's getting cold,
Picked up the pace.
How our shoes
Make hard noises in this place.
Our clothes are stained.
We passed many
Cross-eyed people and asked
Many questions
Like children often do
"Tell me all your thoughts on God."
"Cause I really like to meet her."
"And ask her why we're - or who we are?"
"And tell me all your thoughts on God."
"Cause I'm on my way to see her."
"So tell me am I very far?
Am I very far now?
Am I very far now?
Tell me all your thoughts on God."
Hmmm
