I'm on a bus, going down a highway
and I'm not driving
just sitting and watching
the endless expanse of nothing go by

This next exit listens to God
listens and does what He says
only it isn't God who's talking
just some big boss far off in the sky
So I don't get off, just keep on riding

This next exit fears God
fears and trembles before the threat of punishment
only it isn't God who's angry
just some bratty little girl who's been spoiled
So I don't get off, just keep on riding

This next exit smells God
and even reached out to touch Her mind
only it isn't God whose odor is in the air
just a girl I know, a girl like any other,
though in some ways like no other
So I don't get off, just keep on riding

This next exit builds God
builds from the blocks of humanity and power
only the girl the altars are dedicated to
isn't interested in apotheosis
So I don't get off, just keep on riding

You might think from my saying all this
that I don't believe in God
Actually, I do. I just don't think
God is like what any of the established religions say
Because,
simply put, God can't not exist

Because if there is order in the universe

if there is logic

if there is reason

if there is a meaning behind it all

if there is a master plan
then there is God, because any mind that can create all that is God

And if there is no order in the universe

if nothing makes sense

if nothing happens for a reason

if everything is meaningless

if there is no master plan
then there is God, because there has to be someone out there
who I can shake my fist at

The bus moves on, and I see
that girl who I know, by the side of the road,
hitching a ride

When she gets on, she tells me
she's looking for God
only, like me, she doesn't call it God
So I don't get off, just keep on riding

Now she's driving the bus
and I don't know where
until I realize, though she's working the gas pedal
my hands are now on the wheel