Hope from a Farr

When Jones gave them Kool-Aid to drink Manson, my friend, gave a revolution he thinks Hitler's Blitzkrieg wanted the whole damn place And Heaven and Koresh hid there for days in the end I watch over the valleys, the Shepard and their sheep I can take those tiny dragons kissing at your feet Warm winter Knights and the summers cold I'll unravel your confusing feats As I drop an anchor to your soul I'll believe everything I see If you can die honestly, believe everything you read It's 3 O'clock in the morning, god damn to get some sleep Thinking I need a wiseman who would help me earn my keep Warped in gold and silver but appearing on the shore Writing pacts of victory YEAH! We can squeeze in just one more And if you can die honestly, believe everything you read Looking down you might have dropped it Operations, they are going as planned Won't you take my hand Man in the back can you hear my voice? Do you have a choice? Woah, is that your friend? You're gonna need him Pal Can't catch me now The red light you shine so deep in my eyes Are you surprised?