beliefs are the ditches where your fathers died
and we will run away
(the things i forget)
from the churches where your fathers lied
we will fall apart
(have no place in here)
but if there is no rain, we will follow
you've no idea where your father lives
but you will try try try
(the things i forget)
to heal the bruises left from the gifts your father gives
while your mother breaks your piano and smile
(have no place out there)
and if there is no rain, we will follow