There’s a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground   So many roads to the promised land   It’s an endless song that makes a holy sound   There’s a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground      My God and your God they’re one and the same   They sit around talking as friends   Laugh at the sunset they cry at the moon   Fall into each other’s arms every now and then      And anybody down here who’s talking for them   You’re putting words in the mouth of strangers   Trafficking rumors, talking in tongues   Calling us all to danger      So why all this talking and proving of points   Like Jerusalem's rabble and rumble   We could be dancing drunk on wine   With a lover who always catches us   Catches us when we stumble