Besedila: Augustana. Can't Love, Can't Hurt. Dust.

So go on and tear it up
Black and cold with the dust
'Cause I believed in the Lord
But He don't show up anymore

If you can't trust the wind who can you trust?
If you can't love sin, who can you love?
If I begin will you let me finish up?

If I fell down would you pick me up?
If I don't drink from a silver cup like you
Would you say, "So long, farewell, good luck"?

So go on, tear it up
Black and cold with the dust
'Cause I believed in the Lord
But He don't show up anymore

If a man can't lie how can he speak?
If the sun don't rise would the moon be out of reach?
If I came home would you get down on your knees?

So go on, tear it up
Black and cold with the dust
'Cause I believed in the Lord
But He don't show up anymore

'Cause I believed in the Lord
'Cause I believed in the Lord
'Cause I believed in the Lord
He don't show up, He don't show up anymore
No not anymore, not anymore