Show me sentiment
Show me heaven sent
Show me fields of harvest blue
Show me a monster as our highest hand
Oh, he's a puppet too
Oh, he's a puppet too
Show me blasphemy
Modern government
Where the weakest hand is your own
Where the modern man is a factory
And the lazy boy his throne
And the funny thing is he don't even know
My pain it doesn't go away
It grows distant
In the morning we woke up and strolled around the mission
I couldn't sleep last night
I just kept thinking about the clocks in my grandmother's kitchen
About the woman down in Nashville soaked to her bone
Now I'm walking around San Fran like everything is gold
Show me the moment when I don't give a fuck
Love is love, oh love is enough
Show me the moment when I'm in ecstasy
Sacred knowing, love is all we need
Love is all we need
