In the freeway
I met a lonely child
He was blending
in with the moon
I heard a poof
My presence hurts you
degrading your resolve
You'll be free
count one two three
and then I'm gone
Everyday I hear a story
Everyday I hear the same story
Of the same guy
Say your prayers
and be aware of me
Yeah I'm the host yea
I'm the holy ghost
Mute mother oh sweet mother
forgives you
For your sins of sloth
and greed all day
And you thought of the sunset
when there was no light
Retribution was upon
the human race
Maybe there's a reason to it all
Maybe there's a science to it all
Things aren't the way
they seem to be
On no no no
Everyday I hear a story
Everyday I hear the same stories
Everyday I wish they were all true