True Believers - Tamas Wells Coloured lights and coloured Beads were stretched around And stretched down to his knees His face was white His clothes were gold His hands were down and rest in fold Of all the thing and all the lights And liberties we can't define All the same I can't be blamed For being in his true believers Crept around and crept inside And felt that we deserved an evening ride Town but we just found that we just Thought about the pagers left outside And all the things and all the lights And liberties we can't define All the same I can't be blamed For being in this true believers We counted beads alone And watched them every hour As they went by the wednesday Sign and round again Coloured lights and coloured Beads were stretched around And stretched down to his knees I can pour and I can see And I can make a case out to believe And all the things and all the lights And liberties we can't define All the same I can't be blamed For being in this true believers We counted beads alone And watched them every hour As they went by the wednesday Sign and round again编辑于2021/03/20更新