TRUE BELIEVER

I put my faith in the Bible, but I declare
I see conspiracies and fantasies are chasing me most everywhere
Anything whatsoever I will believe
Provided there are witches, demons, aliens and the victim is me

Fiction is fact if it feels good to me
Listen to reason, no, that’s not guaranteed
Push me too far and it’s time to secede
Wrong is right, dark is light, there’s no difference if that’s what I believe

The Holy Land, the Promised Land, a better plan, it’s cuckoo-land now
God help us!
Celebrities and Twitter feeds, imaginary enemies, too!
Some of us
Disneyland and KiddieLand and StoryLand and La-La Land, too
What a rush!
Why be concerned if it is real if all I know is how I feel?
It works for me, so what’s the big deal?
’Cause I’m a true believer

The true believers and dreamers that first came here
Gave up everything, thought everything was new on the final frontier
So it’s our Protestant nature to connect the dots
So that all the lines and all the dots are plotted just to answer to me

The Holy Land, the Promised Land, a better plan, it’s cuckoo-land now
God help us!
Celebrities and Twitter feeds, imaginary enemies, too!
Some of us.
Disneyland and KiddieLand and StoryLand and La-La Land, too
What a rush!
Why be concerned if it is real if all I know is how I feel?
It works for me, so what’s the big deal?
’Cause I’m a true believer

The South, its own special story, the North forgave but not them
It wasn’t slavery but bravery and chivalry when men were real men
Now permanently they’re pissed off and though they’re slow
You can hear ‘em ranting, raving, flag-a-waving on the talk radio

Reality’s unforgiving, fantasy’s for me
Keep ‘em comin’, keep me goin’, without knowin’ we’ll all live in a dream
Fantasy and nostalgia, they have two sides, both the wishful and the fearful
Both the kindly and the horribly mean

A Song Can Tell A Story

When words leave off, music begins.

TRUE BELIEVER