I walk out into traffic, laughing
with my arms out
I spin as the cars are passing
they say there's no atheist in a foxhole
but I've been in one my whole life
realizing it, took some time
I couldn't imagine making it to where I am now
if I were to have been blind
I can't wait to be buried
with a tree planted over me
I'm taking a mulligan
and next time I hope I plant better seeds
Dec 13, 2013
Dec 13, 2013 at 1:22 AM UTC
I walk out into traffic, laughing
with my arms out
I spin as the cars are passing
they say there's no atheist in a foxhole
but I've been in one my whole life
realizing it, took some time
I couldn't imagine making it to where I am now
if I were to have been blind
I can't wait to be buried
with a tree planted over me
I'm taking a mulligan
and next time I hope I plant better seeds
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