so go on and tear it up
black and cold with the dust
’cause i believe in the lord
but he don’t show up anymore
if you can’t trust the wind, who can you trust?
if you can’t love sin, who can you love?
if i begin will you let me finish up?
if i fell down would you pick me up?
if i don’t drink from a silver cup, like you,
would you say so long, farewell, and good luck?
if a man can’t lie, how can he speak?
if the sun don’t rise, would the moon be out of reach?
if i came home, would you get down on your knees?