From the recording The Writer and the Written

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Lyrics

Where is this man of God that I've heard so much about?
Maybe he's disappeared and I'm talking to myself
A message left unheard by deafened ears concerned with only self
I've heard he's round here somewhere but I can't find him just empty lying shells

(I've heard you saying)
With money so short I'm keeping my wallet tight
If I waltz away with your skirt for the same price
I can't turn down the bottom line when you've been giving it away

I see judgment in your eyes with every look at me
Pretend I'm worth time, I'll pretend you're right
Not expecting any truth I've learned hypocrisy
Pretend I'm worth time, I'll pretend you're right

I want to cry and shriek and shake
Until the boards loosen
Until the wood creaks
Until my foundation breaks
Until I'm not afraid
If you took my tongue I'd still speak the truth
The rocks would cry out
The trees walk on roots
The mountains dive into sea
The world my melody

I see judgment in your eyes with every look at me
Pretend I'm worth time, I'll pretend you're right
Not expecting any truth I've learned hypocrisy
Pretend I'm worth time, I'll pretend you're right

Do the demons know your name?
Because they sure as hell know mine
When you speak do they run away?
Or is this all just a waste of time?

This Babel we've built is destined to fall
Might as well be me who takes it down
When theres no man of God to be found
It might as well be me who opens my mouth

Are there any right places anymore?
Is there goodness to be found in Gomorrah?
Is there still a righteous man in Sodom?
Is there anybody left who can't be bought out?

I see judgment in your eyes with every look at me
Pretend I'm worth time, I'll pretend you're right
Not expecting any truth I've learned hypocrisy
Pretend I'm worth time, I'll pretend you're right

Someone's gotta wear the crown
Might as well be me
Someone's gotta wear the crown
So call me king