Life writes the page
I believe we're all the same
Same dance, same maze
And so it goes from birth to grave
We believe good has won and all of god's people sing along
But brother, I'm not bought or sold
When you sing of your holiest ghost
I have grown tired of this call and response
The ageless mystery repeats
Life to life
You and me
Folded neatly between the pages of belief
Give me truth or let me be