Dust - Augustana

So go on and tear it up Black and cold with the dust

'Cause I believe 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, and good luck?

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?