They say you're everything
Or nothing at all
No response to their call
You're the good when it's gone bad
Or the reason why we're all so sad
The silver lining for when they're mad
I could choose to believe
One over the other
But I'm not convinced, nope
Nope not yet

Are you Christ's father?
Or a fatty whose belly they love to rub for luck
Or are you nothing?
Nothing
Absolutely nothing at all

Now
Do you take the form of a seminarian proctor
Or maybe you hide deep in the jungles as a Witch Doctor
There are those who think you're merciless
All wrapped up in wrath and judgement
Fire and brimstone and fury's kiss
Then there are those that call you Allah,
Bhagavan,
Jehovah,
Buddha,
The Universe
Or nothing at all
They call you nothing at all

Are you the good when all is bad?
(all is bad)
Or the reason why we're all so sad
(why we're all so sad)
Make them glad
The silver lining for when their mad
Do we trust in which belief?
Such a
Such a
Relief
Just show yourself
It would be such a relief
But I'm not convinced yet
I'm not convinced yet
Nope, not yet

They call you God
Bhagavan, Allah,
Jehovah, Prophet,
Buddha, The Universe
and God

So should we trust in which belief?
Showing yourself
Would be such
Could be such
Would be such, such
A relief

(J. Hudson) © 2012 Invincible City Records, LLC.