Believer - Saint Nomad, IOLITE

There’s a town we used to run

In the days when we were young

Knew the streets like the veins on our hands

Couple kids on our bikes we ruled the land

Whoever said to dream again we gotta be young

We drive to California chasing after the sun

Whatever happens to you

Promise me you’ll stay a young heart dreamer brimstone fire believer

Whatever happens to you

Felt the rush, felt the wind at our backs

A pillow case for a cape not looking back

Anything we could dream was in our reach

In the days when we were young yeah we were free

Whoever said to dream again we gotta be young

We drive to California chasing after the sun

Whoever said the future is for the fortunate ones

When all we ever needed was the breath in our lungs

Chasing the sun

Where are you now?

Skinned kneed ruler, brimstone fire believer

Where are you now?