Refugee
Credo
I believeThe life you live you leaveCan't conceiveAn extra mortal sleeveFrom near times farWe come and here we are, we stayTo play a while upon this earthly stage and leaveTo half-remembered talesAnd half-forgotten liesTo sing a whileA song in praising styleAnd then forget the wordsI believe in midnight madnessAnd ships that pass in the nightAnd I believe in loveLike a child in Santa ClausThe king who wore no clothesWasn't the only one exposedThe queue forms beside meAs I sing my credo to a lost causeI believe in constant pausesLike a Roman holidayAnd I often stop for airAs I climb the Spanish stairsSongtexteAnd the king whose touch was goldWas surprised as he grew oldThe queue forms up behind himAs he sang his credo to a lost causeI believe, and you believe, and we believe we're freeAnd the air don't cost a thingTo a bird with a broken wingThe wisest king of allLeft his wisdom on the wallThe queue forms beside meAs I sing my credo to a lost causeI believe, and you believe, and we believe we're freeAnd the air don't cost a thingBut then, that's only to a bird with a broken wingYet the wisest king of allHad to leave his wisdom on the wallThe queue forms up beside meAs I sing my credo to a lost causeI believeThe life you live you leaveCan't conceiveThe extra mortal weaveFrom near the starsYou are seen from here, they're yoursTo gaze awhileDown to the universe and smileAs we down hereWe chase the wind and jump the moonAnd play a whileThe game in echoed styleAnd disregard the rules
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