Heaven For Sale One Careful Driver

Wonder if God deleted itself if i was God i would create aliens just to mess with believers Stand in front of scientists and artists as they battle art with invention vying for superior attention and saying softly i made you If this is the practice where is the play never bent my head in prayer you would know if you were there Never try to degrade your choice but even faithless have a voice hope is sometimes never seen even in a dream And charity passes by