The Way Blues Traveler

Nobody told me it would be good
But I still wanted it to be
Do your homework like you should
Hoping something sets you free (What'll it be)
Afraid of ultimate decay
Never stopping but to rust
Eager to get it underway
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust (If you must)

And if you want to worship truth
And be it medicine, meditation or God or the evening news
Or a fairy tale I sing to you
And there's an answer when you pray
The way of things, there is a way
The way of things, there is a way
There is a way
By it you learn you will increase
A million ways to hear its voice
And you will finally feel aware
That you're a part of everywhere

You tell me God is dead
Well I say God always was
Life, death, living and dying all at the same
You know, that's all it ever does
Could be God is our idea
And ideas never die
Created in its image
We seek its light from up on high (Give it a try)