God & Suicide
Eric Earley
I can live with god and with suicide
the same thing holds if I close my eyes
it's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
a taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head
If a three-four chord can ignite a flame
and a girl like you can forget my name
then I'm that far gone in this crooked grave
with a pistol for my creature and a feather for my day
When I do go down in a rain of toil
with a hand in my satchel and my knees in the soil
I can live with god and with suicide
a lover in her calico, a pony stands at her side
I can live with god and with suicide
the same thing holds if I close my eyes
it's a truth so pure it can kill you dead
a taste of heaven mixed with hell inside of my head