God of Yesterday

Beyond the comfort of the sky

content he fails to question why

The seeds of plenty fill his head

has he abandoned what was said

    Remember days are borrowed

    Commercial lies are followed

    The mirror judges often

    What's behind is what's forgotten

With every dawn he's taken more

the bleeding sky has closed the door

His bending knees have hit the floor

requesting favors from the emptiness he sword

        We've missed our second chance

        We've crumbled in his hands

        With fortune compromised

        the God of yesterday has died.

With all the glitter and the gold

has our eternity been sold

Replacing flesh with plastic mold

abusing everything we, everything we hold

            Darkened heart

            Deeper soul

            Hard to fill

            Deeper hole