What I Saw in Montana Lyrics

Lord I been wandering through dried up steel towns

Down the hill to the river where I feel I'm hell bound

If there ever was spirit guess I'm to blind to see

Unless those spirits, were drank or shot down by me

Oh the west texas highway where I wish that I was

Thats the closest to heaven where the coyote calls

And the men who I met there were no angels I knew

But then again I thought I saw an angel in you

Nursing a bottle smoke rolling from my lungs

At what step did I go wrong from the boy that I was

And the man I thought I'd be was a stranger to me

So what next evolution should I hope to see

Been meaning to read the bible or at least a summary

Because the people I follow all wear god on their sleeve

But I ain't going to church that's not a place I'm secure

but I'm so lost in trouble I guess that I can't be sure

Been looking for a feeling to replace what I got

What I saw in Montana maybe that's worth a shot

But even those times were fleeting soon to be overgrown

By my lonesome old blues that seem written in stone

Wish I could be a preacher wish I could speak to the skies

I wonder if Jesus sounds like just another guy

Because the Jesus I know he ain't the Lords chosen son

He's just some young wise man who left an answer and said run

So I'm staring at the ceiling hoping to stop the spin

I'm just so goddamn tired of the way that I been

And the work that I do seems to be written in sand

By the time I wake up it's a blank slate again

Wish the lord that I spoke of was more than metaphor

Maybe then I'd have purpose something to live for

But the world I observe seems to be a burning bridge

Bring me the hope back from when I was a kid

But I know I can't believe it even if I tried real hard

Because if the Lord he is real then he's showing his cards

If the Lord he is real he's a son of a bitch

Because if the Lord he is real then why did Lorenzo have to die like he did

On the day that my times up maybe I'll go up above

Am I bound for glory with whiskey in my cup

Or will I burn forever in the chaos of hell

Or is the true chaos the things we have felt

I shall not repent for the things that I've done

Without my misgivings who am I to become

So I'm headed for alaska when I get there I'll see

Because whatever God is that's the closest I'll be

Whatever God is guess I gotta wait and see