the traveling cleric

I dont believe in god
To your grandma's dismay
And i don't believe in heaven
Or tomorrow's today

But i believe in the moon
Since She guards all my dreams
And I believe in my pony
As silly as that seems

She's white with black speckles
Perhaps she's black with white
Her spots are always moving
Like the bugs in candlelight

And i believe in her
And she believes in me
And i believed in summer
When i was only seventeen

And i once believed in Santa
And i once believed in Christ
And i believe it's beliefs that keep
The world running nice

It could be your faith in people
Or your faith that Earth is flat
It could be your faith in karma
Or it could be mine with my hat

It's a grayish kind of brownish
And it's yellow around the brim
It protects my eyes from sun
When i'm whistling a hymn

And i believe in it
And it makes my face look clean
And i believed in summer
When i was only seventeen
Dah-dah-dah-dah dah dah dahhhhh
Dah-dah-dah-dah dah dah dahhhhh
Dah-dah-dah-dah dah dah dahhhhh
So keep your chin up, child
You'll find love, you'll find belonging
And even when it goes
You can believe you'll find it again

And i believed in them
And they believed in me
And we believed in us when we were
Only seventeen

And i'll remember them
And they'll remember me
And i'll thank my lucky stars
That i was only seventeen