I found god.
On the corner of first and Amistad.
Where the west was all but won.
All alone, smoking his last cigarette,
I Said "where you been", he said "ask anything".
Where were you?
When everything was falling apart.
All my days were spent by the telephone,
It never rang.
And all I needed was a call,
That never came.
To the corner of first and Amistad.