I went down to the liquor store   And bought some more liquor   I drank myself to sleep in a starry night   Hoping that I would drown   In all the ocean’s sound   I swam into its depths with my eyes closed tight   Hoping I would see the light      Well I built a fire with both my hands   And watched it burn the land   I planted seeds in ashes   Just to see if it would grown again   Took a train to outer space   To see if I could find a place   Where I could watch the sweet sun burn the scars off my face   Hoping I would see the light      Well the rain came down without a sound   And flowers sprouted from the ground   How can I not speak of God when all I see is this mirage   We pick up guns and we kill our own   Oh this road leads so far from home   I pray to the angel of fire    To burn this mess until it dies   At the top of the hill   At the feet of the tree   I found the truth in an apple seed   Who would’ve known    That when it had grown   I could see all the stars and all the cosmos   Some say I’m sick and some call me mad   They say I’ve lost all that I’ve had   True I am mad for the light, for the spark   That resides in the deepest depths of my heart