Beliefs - Bernhoft, The Fashion Bruises

I see your faith running out

Millions of streams in your eyes

The love you had is gone for good

The bill is all in smithereens

And thrown from where we stood

I come here with all empty hands

No quickfix no, no masterplan

But right here

In picking up pieces

We’re staring down the giants of the past

I believe, with a bit of adhesive

We stand a chance of straying far from the path

Were we never ever wanted

Never ever wanted to walk

I see the planes, you see the ruins

You see the flames

But the fire is only half full

Here you stood desperate for change

Them changes bit you real hard and sent you off the rails

But right here

In picking up pieces

We’re staring down the giants of the past

I believe, with a bit of adhesive

We stand a chance of straying far from the path

Were we never ever wanted

Never ever wanted to walk