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Well your eyes just haven't been the same, JosephAre you bad at dealing with the fame, JosephThere's a pale moonshine above youDo you see both sides, do they shove you aroundIs the touchstone forcing you to hide, JosephAre the rumours eating you alive, JosephWhen the holy night is upon youWill you do what's right, the position is yoursFrom the temple walls to the New York nightOur decisions rest on a childWhen she took her stand did she hold your handWill your faith stand still or run awayRun awayWhen they've driven you so farThat you think you're gonna dropDo you wish you were back there at the carpenter shopWith the plane and the latheThe work never drove you madYou're a maker, a creatorNot just somebody's dadSongtexteFrom the temple walls to the New York nightOur decisions rest on a manWhen I take the standWhen I take the standWill he hold my handWill my faith stand still or run awayAnd the desertIt's a hell of a place to find heavenForty years lost in the wilderness looking for GodAnd you climb to the top of the mountain Looking down on the city where you were bornOn the years since you leftGave you time to sit back and reflectBetter you than meBetter you than meBetter you than meYesWell the holy night is upon youDo you see both sides, do they shove you aroundBetter you than meJosephBetter you than meJosephJosephJoseph JosephThan meBetter you than meBetter you Better youBetter youThan meWell your eyes just haven't been the same, Joseph Aus Songtexte Mania