Must've been mid afternoon   I could tell by how far the child's shadow stretched out and   He walked with a purpose   In his sneakers, down the street   He had, many questions   Like children often do   He said,   "Tell me all your thoughts on God?"   "Tell me am I very far?"      Must've been late afternoon   On our way the sun broke free of the clouds   We count only blue cars   Skip the cracks, in the street   And ask many questions   Like children often do   We said,   "Tell me all your thoughts on God?   "'Cause I would really like to meet her.   And ask her why we're who we are.   Tell me all your thoughts on God,   Cause I am on my way to see her.   So tell me am I very far -   Am I very far now?"      Its getting cold picked up the pace   How our shoes make hard noises in this place   Our clothes are stained   We pass many, cross eyed people   And ask many questions   Like children often do      "Tell me all your thoughts on God?   'Cause I would really like to meet her.   And ask her why we're who we are.   Tell me all your thoughts on God?   'Cause I am on my way to see her.   So tell me am I very far?"   Am I very far now   Am I very far now   Am I very far now