Slow Education

When God was young
 He made the wind and the sun
 And since then
 It's been a slow education
 And you got that one idea again
 The one about dying
 Oh, oh, oh I'm lightning
 Oh, oh, oh I'm rain
 Oh, oh, oh it's frightning
 I'm not the same
 I'm not the same
 I'm not the same
 There's a screen door banging in the wind
 Remember you wanted to be like George Washington back then
 Everybody going down on themselves
 No pardon me's or fair thee wells in the end
 And you got that one idea again
 The one about dying
 Oh, oh, oh I'm lightning
 Oh, oh, oh I'm rain
 Oh, oh, oh it's frightning
 I'm not the same
 I'm not the same
 I'm not the same