Believe

it looked like you were tangled
in a half pipe hurricaine
asking for a favor
from a scrap yard hobo king
he pointed to his castle
as he took you by the arm
and for the moment a part of you survives

then the ground starts shaking
as the Venus drops her charms

now i believe
in all the things that rescued you
and i can see...
i believe
that dreams were all that pulled you through
and now i see

there behind the curtain
your three penny tragedy
a late night flight to Boston
and a glass of antifreeze

and as the prophets warned
the king is choking at your feet

and now i see
all the things that haunted you
and i believe
i can see
through vision blurred by solitude
now i believe

shaken and disoriented
banished underground
waiting for the verdict but it
isn't that profound

the queen removes your chains
and starts parading you around

now i believe
in all the things that rescued you
and i can see...
that i believe
that dreams were all that pulled you through
and now i see



Credits
Writer(s): Glen Ballard, Alan Anthony Silvestri
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