The church is small and fallin' down
just like all of the rest of the town.
The mines have closed, everybodys too poor,
to do anything but praise the lord.
For 6 days a week their lives are gloomy
but you'd wouldn't know it, sittin' in that room.
They sing songs of joy and prosperity,
its almost enough to make you believe.
Its almost enough to make you believe
its almost enough to make you believe
blind faith is all you need
its almost enough to make you believe.
Well she turned 18 in a juvenile home,
her mom is a drunk and her dad she's never known.
She's worked twice as hard to stand half as tall,
as all the spoiled brats who never knew they had it all.
A mother to chase the monsters from her room,
A father to keep her from growing up too soon,
Now she's in college working on a degree,
its almost enough to make you believe.
Its almost enough to make you believe
its almost enough to make you believe
a flower can blossom from any bad seed,
its almost enough to make you believe.
Well everyday more and more casualties,
the old man sniffs, and turns off his tv.
At the start of everyday, he raises a flag in his yard,
at the start of every baseball game his hands on his heart.
He knows more about war than you and me,
lost some fingers and some friends on a beach in Normandy,
Nothin' gonna take away his love of his country,
its almost enough to make you believe.
Its almost enough to make you believe
its almost enough to make you believe
every war we fight is to keep us free,
its almost enough to make you believe.
Its almost enough to make you believe
its almost enough to make you believe
its not enough for you and its not enough for me,
but its almost enough to make you believe.