The Believer

Walking through a room And there's bodies everywhere Let's make like they move No heartbeat there Mortals can act strange and crazed They don't know why that they feel shame The blues will chew up you When you hide ghosts beneath your stairs I've been bad Brazen and bold And dragged the past in from the cold I'll dance the circus till it's worn Crystal waters deep With silver sands under my feet Gold and withered gifts for the sun [?] Just lay love the tramp [?] Or just need it I've been bad Brazen and bold And dragged the past in from the cold I'll dance the circus till it's worn And i'll save the believer I'll save the believer