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I used to have a dream to unite poor and rich. This was not a part of it, this muggy bayou that bleeds. It's hard to tell your friends from your enemies when all are shouting out for peace but only some really mean it. So tell me this: what has been saved? And what has died along the way? SongtexteWe may never know. I used to have a love. All her kisses burned. Never thought I'd yearn when I left them behind. So now I'm moving slow when I want to rush. I know that isn't best for us so I'll keep steady stride. But tell me this: does fate exist? Or have I already missed? We may never know. I used to have a God who was tall and male, stolen from a Bible tale when my heart was still strong. But this God evolved, and now She wonders when I'll pass her way for help again. It won't be very long. Just tell me this: who is to blame for all the hate preached in that name? We may never know. I used to have a goal to help where I could. Man, I used to be so good at being selfless now and then. But cynicism breeds and this bayou gasps. Sucks the life right from my grasp. Over and over again Oh tell me this: can I rise anew? To be the girl I was at youth? That I think I know. Aus Songtexte Mania