People of the Book

Moses carved the law into stone tablets
And then he came down off the mountain and broke it in the sand
People do you know how they rose from Egypt
Wandered the wilderness for forty years without a homeland

Take yourself down to the river
Catch a spark, catch a fire, catch ahold of light
Write down every word you heard
As you progress through seven heavens on a single night

Now I hear them talking about holy water
Who’s gonna end up on the altar and how it’s going to look
There are windows in the walls my friend
There are prophets everywhere you look, oh children of the book