Belief is just a resident Of things you heard when the pain was clear You've been traveling in so far Only to find out your still nowhere near You're the creator of the gods And the whores of the Babylon Most just want your money But one or two will kill you for a song Singing to the drifter Singing to the banker and the maid Singing to the sling shots Singing to the diamond and the ??? And the Thieves are gone And the thieves are gone And the thieves are gone I'm ready to go anywhere Anywhere with you And we sing this song over over With you my love Shouting at the fire engines Rolling down Jefferson at dawn Everyone corrupted And looking like there's nowhere to belong I see your eye's are spinning Swallowing the world the way it blooms The walls began to dance And your thoughts began appearing in balloons So when the strangers sugar coat servants at the seam As the beggars bleeding butchers betting back the bread the bank round you to bring And trucks with number flames roll undisturbed thru greenhill, so will I Your trying to nurse the sprit, but it's enough for most just to survive And their eye's are gone I'm ready to go anywhere Anywhere with you And we sing this song over over With you my love Someone needs an operator Someone else is broken on the road The one by loves it's self too much That never got around to explode Games and animators say We'll be forgiven and do time But there has always been an alligator Biting off the heads of those who shine Nothing here is real And nothing here holds any true weight Heading out of Troutville Bleeding hands reaching for the bank Pull me from the stream And I will fight like danger in the air And as you are driving by the accident Each review will start to stare I'm sending you a postcard I'm ready to go anywhere Anywhere with you As we sing this song over over With you my love I'm sending you a post card But I am nowhere And you are nowhere too Well I don't have a stamp So I'll just burn it if it's all the same to you It held no information Cause every word that's spoken is a lie For you were never born So there is no way you will ever die What's the use of feeling for someone That you made up in your mind You dream that you are lost And you imagine that there is a you to find But there just aint nobody No savior, no heaven and no hell Just a load of broken junk You're looking for an idiot to sell Your life it doesn't work But you've resigned yourself to live it till the end The way you look so kind But no one seems to notice so you just pretend Then you get depressed I'm ready to go anywhere Any where with you As we sing this song over over With you my love Then you get depressed _ So you find yourself a doctor and a pill To make the line more comfortable And make-believe your following your will