AS GREEN AS GOD - Written by Carroll Bryant
I look up to the sky
And I see an eagle as he spreads his wings and
I somehow learn to fly
High above and looking down on every living thing
And I remember how it started in the past
I was looking out a window at what they
Told me was the future but I
Never thought that it would ever last
And now it’s like a knife cutting deep into the thoughts of me and
When the rain comes down
I will be as green as God and
When the rain comes falling down
I will be as green as God
Be as green as God
And I see an eagle as he spreads his wings and
I somehow learn to fly
High above and looking down on every living thing
And I remember how it started in the past
I was looking out a window at what they
Told me was the future but I
Never thought that it would ever last
And now it’s like a knife cutting deep into the thoughts of me and
When the rain comes down
I will be as green as God and
When the rain comes falling down
I will be as green as God
Be as green as God
I look out to the fields
And I see some children as they play among their visions and
You are standing there off into the distance
As a storm slowly approaches them and
I watch you walk away, giving up on life
Heading towards a lake that hasn’t a single drop of water and
I see you point to the direction of my way and all that matters
Then all of you just disappear and
When the rain comes down
You will be as green as God and
When the rain comes pouring down
You will be as green as God
Be as green as God
And I see some children as they play among their visions and
You are standing there off into the distance
As a storm slowly approaches them and
I watch you walk away, giving up on life
Heading towards a lake that hasn’t a single drop of water and
I see you point to the direction of my way and all that matters
Then all of you just disappear and
When the rain comes down
You will be as green as God and
When the rain comes pouring down
You will be as green as God
Be as green as God
There are no questions for all of the answers
Only the hope of what tomorrow can’t bring
There are no problems if there are no good solutions
And words can not be read if the eyes refuse to read
Only the hope of what tomorrow can’t bring
There are no problems if there are no good solutions
And words can not be read if the eyes refuse to read
I look down to the dark
And feel what seems to be the breath of death – an angel
And it eats right through my heart
And makes the hairs stand straight up
On the back of my neck and scares me
We simply keep putting out the fires that we keep starting
With the flood of our own ideas and whisperings but
Never in a million years will we ever get to rebuild
That of which we keep on trying – trying and destorying but
When the rain comes down
We will be as green as God and
When the rain comes falling down
We will be as green as God
Be as green as God
And feel what seems to be the breath of death – an angel
And it eats right through my heart
And makes the hairs stand straight up
On the back of my neck and scares me
We simply keep putting out the fires that we keep starting
With the flood of our own ideas and whisperings but
Never in a million years will we ever get to rebuild
That of which we keep on trying – trying and destorying but
When the rain comes down
We will be as green as God and
When the rain comes falling down
We will be as green as God
Be as green as God
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