From Here To There Eventually (Live 1970)

You've filled his house with things of gold While handing crumbs to the old and poor And then you preach about being pure And wonder why we're laughing In your old way you're trying to find us But we can't follow what's behind us Too much blind faith, it will blind us Though sometimes it's a blessing But I remember when I still embraced you A little prayer would ease my mind 'Til I saw that you hide from the misery outside so I left you behind But all the other teachings That I've tried were 'bout the same One grain of truth mixed with confusion caused by man But since you're around anyway May as well get you back on your feet again Get right back up on your feet Don't ya know we need somebody to Do some work down in the street You might just touch somebody Start to think about today Throw your robe and staff away And break away from yesterday Ah, tell me can we reach you I don't know, still we got to go From here to there eventually While others die up against the wall You take the time to tell us all 'Bout how we're not supposed to ball You really are a riot It's got nothin' to do with heaven or hell What I do in bed, I'm not gonna tell What I'm talking about you know damn well You really ought to try it