Wandering Fool

When the ceiling breaks and the light escapes
Up to heaven above and it's rusty gates
Where God takes the prettiest angels
Before he casts them down again
Forgive him he's just a wide eyed boy in the clouds
Forgive him he's a long lost soul on the outskirts of town
Like a wandering fool, a wandering fool, a wandering fool, a squandering fool
I'm keeping my head high and I feel no sense of shame
If you can't see me I'll be hiding under the flames
Oh how does it feel to be part of this game
Bless my soul, worship the dead
Why do we follow the easily led
Like wandering fools
So if you had some faith would the light return to magnify your hopes
Or would you rather burn so bright with one miraculous life
And die before you're born again
Forgive me I can't help but speak as I find
Forgive me I'm just a straight talking boy with his feet on the ground
Like a wandering fool, a wandering fool, a wandering fool, a squandering fool
Without turning a blind eye how can I look the other way
And if tomorrow never dies I'll still believe in yesterday
I'll stand before I fall but I won't kneel before I lay
Like a wandering fool, a wandering fool
I'm keeping my head high and I feel no sense of shame
If you can't see me I'll be hiding under the flames
Oh how does it feel to be part of this game
Without turning a blind eye how can I look the other way
And if tomorrow never dies I'll still believe in yesterday
I'll stand before I fall but I won't kneel before I lay
Bless my soul, worship the dead
Why do we follow the easily led
Like wandering fools
Keeping my head high
Without turning a blind eye
Keeping my head high high high