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True Believers (Live) - 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