Lyrics

If you think you’ve got a handle on some supernatural truth.
But your conjecture is dismantled when you're summoned for the proof.
Please don’t be disheartened, pondering the universe.
The proof is in the pudding friend, for better or for worse

Don’t let the clutches of the curse lead you to believe you’re not gifted
In this life, I don’t think there’s a day when the curse is lifted
Day by day in love’s embrace, your vision might get shifted
Blessings and curses, together like chorus and verses

If you climb that lonesome mountain and you reach the summit peak
And you still don’t find the answers to the questions that you seek
Please don’t be discouraged when you hear the prophet speak
A peak behind the veil reveals the strength when you are weak

When will I ever stop, squeezing blood from a stone
Searching for answers when dancers know their stuff
There’s never a shotgun hideout I can go and be alone
Drop my pistols, fall to my knees, I believe I've had enough

If you knock on that familiar door, and your man says come on in
And you wonder how you ever crossed that copper line again
Please don’t be disgusted about you having to pretend.
Tomorrow waits for no one but you know you’ve got a friend