I know you're looking for something real
While you're hanging out your windowsill
Looking at the people struggle in the street
They pound their faces into the concrete
Once in a while now Lucifer
Is dropping by
With a rope in his hand
Saying that it's time for you to try
Standing on the corner
Selling soap
Is that man that all your neighbors
Prefer to call "the Pope"
Meanwhile you hear
Jesus knocking on your door
Buddha try to call you over the phone
But you've already locked your door
Won't return no hidden call
You just hope that you've got balls
The day when the sky falls
To face the dark hours on your own
I said on your own
Keep on looking at the outer space
Trying to forget all about the race
Keep on looking for the sweetest deal
Just to see if you can reveal
If the silence, oh yes the silence
Have a sound
'Cause if not then what's the point
If it's the other way around
See the pagan brother, the holy brother
Both is bleeding
But who will wait for whom
By the gates of eden
Meanwhile you hear
Jesus knocking on your door
Buddha try to call you over the phone
But you've already locked your door
Won't return no hidden call
You just hope that you've got balls
The day when the sky falls
To face the dark hours on your own
I said on your own
