Lyrics
Today's a good day to flex the muscles of the weary
(a miracle is a miracle, even when it's ordinary)
We will walk on the water even though it seems scary
if someone will show us the way
I shook hands with a man who honestly thinks
he's the grandson of Jesus with a penchant for pinchies
He served us communion of cola and Twinkies
I guess everyone has their own view.
He stood on his soapbox and told us a parable
of a man with eye-glasses so small they're unwearable
And the moral of the story is that it all looks terrible
depending on what you look through, what you look through
He said
"Do unto yourself as you do unto your neighbor
it's not an eye for an eye, it's a favor for a favor
and it's okay if this world had a billion saviors
cuz there are so many things to be saved."
Take my words with a boulder of salt
or blame it on your devil,
always the scape-goat's fault
we all point fingers when it comes to a halt
Will somebody show us the way?
Show us the way