The Way It Goes

It's the way it goes when you think you got the time

On a rainy night and the high priest's on his way

To the altar of the shrine

Where all the people go to have their sins forgiven

Where false prophets sell the hate they call religion

Leaving mothers to weep softly for the children that they've lost

It's the way it feels when you think that you got the right

On a busy day and the rich man's on his way

To the statue of the temple

Where all the poor ones go to have their dreams redemption

Where fake healers sell the lies they call salvation