Intangible Dream

You sat at the table, speaking in tongues

So slain in the spirit, confessing his love

I sat in my bedroom, listening close

To your faithful devotion, unwavering hope

And I weeped as I wondered if we have been fooled

Into holy sedation of this unrelenting burden

Have we been fooled?

Now I hear the preacher, who speaks from your screen

He sounds like an asshole with words of prosperity

And you look on so purely, so full of belief

But it’s not hope he gives you, but some intangible dream

Oh, have we been fooled?

Have we been fooled?

Oh, God, how I love you

How I’ll take on your pain

But I am no messiah

No cross that I claim

But I promise to keep you

And walk through the trials

With your hand in mine

With every step in truth

Oh, have we been fooled?

Oh, God, have we been?