Lyrics

I was praying for my soul to keep
Never knowing what that might bring
Built a mountain from bales of hay
That I could climb with my soul to take

Is there only one way
For your soul to be saved?
In the words of Didion,
“We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”

All you sinners, follow me
Through the desert, by the sea
Climb the mountain of straw and paint
All your sins will be washed away

When I die this is what I know
I’ll never have to be alone
In the words of Didion,
“We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”

Is there only one way
For your soul to be saved?
In the words of Didion,
“We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”

All you sinners, follow me
Through the desert, by the sea
Climb my mountain of straw and paint
All your sins will be washed away


Words and music by Kyle Ince
© 2023 Psychic Artist Music (ASCAP)

Brian: Vocal; Kyle: Guitars; Mark: Bass; Neil: Drums; Rami: Hammond Organ; Bob: Percussion and Vocal; Doug: Guitar and Vocal; Diane: Vocal; Emily: Vocal; Jen: Vocal