Baby Teeth

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We’d wear our finest clothes and
pack tight in tiny rows and
sing songs that someone wrote to guide us towards the truth
when those words caught inside my mouth
I’d bite my tongue and spit them out
believing tasted great but was impossible to choose

cause your God, he clangs on the latitude lines
always at the worst times, when you finally shut your eyes
your God, he waits with the keys on his side, and passes the time
making up the strangest stories for your life

and I don't know what happens when we die
but that won't change the way I live my life

Write down your fears and hopes and
stick those in envelopes and
send it out with no address; it never will be read
cause prayers good when needing therapy
focus, heal, and find priority
don't pretend they have effect when buried in your head

I lost each belief like baby teeth
one by one I pulled them gradually
most would come out looking clean but all the rest would bleed
I could listen to the lessons but my head won’t let me hear it and believe

and I don't know what happens when we die
but that won't change the way I live my life

And I lost each belief like baby teeth
one by one I pulled them gradually
most would come out looking clean, but all the rest would bleed
I could listen to the lessons, but my head won’t let me hear it and believe

and I don't know what happens when we die
but that won't change the way I live my life
and all I want before my time is up
is a life that made a difference to someone