Strange Questions
I don’t give a sh_t has been my song of the day
Its all bull sh_t is how I marched that way
Questions of God’s existence I juggled in my head
The meaning of life only known when you some how wind up dead
I entertained the notion that were all just passing time
And if he is who he says he is
Why should he care about mine?
What brought me to this point?
Why should I feel this way?
Strangely enough it was Him, saving the day
I knew I should have died
When I hit that deer broad side
My bike was left in pieces and the deer was split in two
And knowing my unworthiness I questioned why not you…
I haven’t been that noble I haven’t praised his name
But who am I to question he who keeps me in the game
I know he has a purpose and I know he has a plan
So Ill just try to keep in focus the position of his hand
I don’t give a sh_t has been my song of the day
Its all bull sh_t is how I marched that way
Questions of God’s existence I juggled in my head
The meaning of life only known when you some how wind up dead
I entertained the notion that were all just passing time
And if he is who he says he is
Why should he care about mine?
What brought me to this point?
Why should I feel this way?
Strangely enough it was Him, saving the day
I knew I should have died
When I hit that deer broad side
My bike was left in pieces and the deer was split in two
And knowing my unworthiness I questioned why not you…
I haven’t been that noble I haven’t praised his name
But who am I to question he who keeps me in the game
I know he has a purpose and I know he has a plan
So Ill just try to keep in focus the position of his hand