True Believers - Tamas Wells

Coloured lights and coloured

Beads were stretched around

And stretched down to his knees

His face was white

His clothes were gold

His hands were down and rest in fold

Of all the thing and all the lights

And liberties we can't define

All the same I can't be blamed

For being in his true believers

Crept around and crept inside

And felt that we deserved an evening ride

Town but we just found that we just

Thought about the pagers left outside

And all the things and all the lights

And liberties we can't define

All the same I can't be blamed

For being in this true believers

We counted beads alone

And watched them every hour

As they went by the wednesday

Sign and round again

Coloured lights and coloured

Beads were stretched around

And stretched down to his knees

I can pour and I can see

And I can make a case out to believe

And all the things and all the lights

And liberties we can't define

All the same I can't be blamed

For being in this true believers

We counted beads alone

And watched them every hour

As they went by the wednesday

Sign and round ag