The Innocent Bystander:
I dont believe in everything I see,
Everything is perfect.
A life you made for all of us
Bearable from this day onwards.
The Staunch Believer:
I believe in everything that you do,
I will kiss your feet of clay
Every night, every day
Without you I am nothing,
Without a shadow
Without you I am nothing,
A distasteful replica
I will never let you down.
At your feet I lie
At your feet I die
The Innocent Bystander:
I try to believe in everything that you do,
To make sense of logic and thought
This idol worship deceives the rest
Betrayed by their eyes,
Not by mine
The Maker:
I am not as good as you think
To you I am everything
To me a child I see
A child in need
A child I will raise
A child, a disgrace
I am not as good as you think
To me you are nothing
To me a deed I do
To you and all
A world to heal
On my high heels
The Innocent Bystander:
I should believe in these feet of clay
It has shown us the right of way
From today we shall pray
To these feet of clay.