Back row of the room, I show up alone
I come here to watch other people know what
I can only guess at 'cause I'm never sure and
I don't like commitment if there's something more
They sing their songs closin' their eyes
Seein' the light in a different light
How does that happen? Why is it beautiful?
Why is it magic and tragic? I don't know
I'm not a God person, but I'm never not searchin'
Lookin' at the sky, starin' at the ocean
If there's somethin' I know, then I want to know it
I want to hold it, I want to feel it
And maybe I can't say that I'm not a God person
Talkin' to my dad, I'm talkin' 'bout my mom
After twenty years, what the hell went wrong? And
How can I avoid makin' the same choices?
And stay on the Carolina coast, livin' in the moment
We saw a storm three miles away
We lit a fire and watched it rage
How can that happen? Why is it beautiful?
Why is it magic and tragic? I don't know
I'm not a God person, but I'm never not searchin'
Lookin' at the sky, starin' at the ocean
If there's somethin' I know, then I want to know it
I want to hold it, I want to feel it
And maybe I can't say that I'm not a God person
(Oh, oh)
Oh (Oh)
Maybe I can't say that
Hm, ooh (Oh)
I'm not a God person
Mm (Oh, oh)
Mm-mm
I'm not a God person
I'm looking behind every curtain
And I see the sky, and I see the ocean
Where it all came from and where it's all going
I'll never know but sometimes I can feel it
And maybe I can't say that I'm not a God person
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