I was asleep in the back seat When I woke up in the middle of a bad dream It was real it was concrete When my body hit the ground It brought me to my knees It was an accident I know Just a poorly timed blink How fragile can we be? There’s someone looking over us you say How else did we walk away? I wonder the same I got up when the smoke cleared I looked into the sky, nothing appeared Where’s my God, where’s my energy? I want something to hold, something to believe But please don’t try to save me in the street There’s a better time to preach We don’t need to agree There’s someone looking over us you say How else did we walk away? But I don’t understand how you can be so certain A moment later and we would have crashed head on No one would survive But isn’t that just life? You say there’s someone looking over us for sure It’s a miracle at work I wanna believe in something I was asleep in the backseat When I woke up in the middle of my 30s Asking what is real, what is concrete? Except the solid ground under my feet?