Through Time and Space
I'll keep the same face

In an ice storm
In the desert heat

I love sweet jam
Oh what a treat

The same dull expression
It's plain to see

That this human life
Is not thrilling to me

I do my duty at work
And spend hours at the gym

I hit golf ***** on the range

And pray for forgiveness of sins

I purchased a book about
Abraham Lincoln
And the Coming of the Civil War

Welcome to earth
It's kind of a bore?

I don't want to be touched
By another human being

Some say that is a symptom
Of Aspergers it seems

These people
Seem clueless
To the dangerous economic
Situation our country is in

Politicians on the television
Say the same slogans
Again and again

The dwindling middle class
In this country
Cannot win

So what is this life about
I do not know
Seems like one big movie
Just watching a show

Looks like I found some work
That's good for me

Just want to do my duty

And so in the world
Of time and space
I hope to feel
Heavenly grace

My shoulder a permanent
Burden to bare

Picture me
On the driving range
Hitting golf *****
Without a care

Flowing water
Is what I want to become

Don't worry about being loved
Become love
And that way
Life is more fun