God almighty, are you real or am I talking to myself
when I tell you how I feel, and I ask you for your help?
Seems I never get an answer, nothing I can recognize,
and I wonder who I'm seeing when I look into my eyes…
Lord, I pray you give me power to resist the things I must:
Envy, Anger, Greed and Gluttony, Pride and Laziness and Lust.
So I pray to my Creator for some small degree of trust
in a faithful guiding Spirit on my trip from dust to dust.
Seems I'm always doing something that I know I should not do.
Looking back, I feel so stupid, but I haven't got a clue
why I do the things I shouldn't when I know they make me sad.
How can I control it? You know I feel so bad…
Lord, I pray you give me power to discern what is your will,
whether Biblical or mystical, or just a sugar pill.
So I wander through existence with a whole lifetime to kill,
and I wonder how I'll pay when I finally get the bill…
[reggae ending to infinity, that's 8 times (sideways)]