At the top of the stairs Theres hundreds of people Running around to all the doors They try to find, find themselves an audience Their deductions need applause The rich man stands in front of me The poor man behind my back They believe they can control the game But the juggler holds another pack I need someone to believe in, someone to trust I need someone to believe in, someone to trust Id rather trust a countryman than a townman You can judge by his eyes Take a look if you can Hell smile through his guard Survival trains hard Id rather trust a man who Works with his hands He looks at you once You know he understands Dont need any shield When youre out in the field But down here Im so alone with my fear With everything that I hear And every single door, that Ive walked through Brings me back, back here again Ive got to find my own way The priest and the magician Singing all the chants that they have ever heard And theyre all calling out my name Even academics, searching printed word My father to the left of me My mother to the right Like everyone else theyre pointing But nowhere feels quite right And I need someone to believe in, someone to trust I need someone to believe in, someone to trust Id rather trust a man who doesnt shout what hes found Theres no need to sell if Youre homeward bound If I choose a side He wont take me for a ride Back inside This chamber of so many doors Ive nowhere, nowhere to hide Id give you all of my dreams, if youd help me Find a door That doesnt lead me back again take me away
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