Faithless
Music by Lee and Lifeson / Lyrics by PeartI've got my own moral compass to steer byA guiding star beats a spirit in the skyAnd all the preaching voices -Empty vessels ring so loudAs they move among the crowdFools and thieves are well disguisedIn the temple and market place
Like a stone in the riverAgainst the floods of springI will quietly resist
Like the willows in the windOr the cliffs along the oceanI will quietly resist
I don't have faith in faithI don't believe in beliefYou can call me faithlessBut I still cling to hopeAnd I believe in loveAnd that's faith enough for me
I've got my own spirit level for balanceTo tell if my choice is leaning up or downAnd all the shouting voicesTry to throw me off my courseSome by sermons, some by forceFools and thieves are dangerousIn the temple and marketplace
Like a forest bows to winterBeneath the deep white silenceI will quietly resist
Like a flower in the desertThat only blooms at nightI will quietly resist