Maybe I have to believe
though I may feel like a child
and sure the story is dull
You know it can't all be wild
but I may have to believe
to tear through the great gray veil
to see the holy of holies
Shake its head and just bail
yeah we are here on our own
Yeah we must think of ourselves
What I believe's not important
just how my mind delves
after what bears bears believing in
what makes away
through one more wobbly beginning
through to a bright day
what
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