It got harder and harder the more that I tried.
I still hadn't found God as I raced against time.
So, I drank some more water and I drank some more wine,
And got no answers to my questions, why.
I got no answers to my questions, why.
So, I ran from the altar and I hid from the light
and I stumbled and I faltered as I stood up to fight.
And I questioned the wrong and I questioned the right
And got no answers to my questions, why.
I got no answers to my questions, why.
So, I befriended a holy man who had just lost his way,
and with suspended disbelief I stood judged and betrayed.
He said, "Son, all you need is to kneel down and pray.
The Lord gives. The Lord takes it away."
The Lord gives. The Lord takes it away.
Oh, take it away.
I took poisons and potions and I shifted my view.
I confused my emotions. I have searched for the truth.
Through the noise and the notions and the days of my youth,
I have learned to look up to the sky
without answers to my questions why.
I don't need answers to my questions, why, why. Why, why, why.