Young Believers

The young man stares at his shoes
He's in a state
Headache and heartache
The thousand times he's been too late
Out in the lights
We saw you wheeling around
Whilst the city makes sounds
Only for me
No breaking of sweat
This pointless prize
Every solution is rendered dead before the eyes
We give good fight
With our knees to the ground
To each other we're bound
So perfectly
We are the young believers
Show us the next in line
Hey who says, they don't care
Our next excuse has been prepared
La la la la la la la
Take your modern heroes
And show us why
Revado and Gaul set the rules that we're living by
Hold out your hands
And show some restraint
What are these pictures we paint?
So vacantly
We are the young believers
Show us the next in line
Hey who says, they don't care
Our next excuse has been prepared
La la la la la la la
We are the young believers
Show us the next in line
Hey who says, they don't care
Our next excuse has been prepared
La la la la la la la
I miss you every Friday
And when I see the flashing lights
The glow of the streetlights
Glowing pretty on your face
She says you always sleep this side
I guess that's something to hold on to
I just wanted to impress her
But she doesn't seem to notice
All across the fields to the other side of town
She's not sure what to do
Divert to the horrors and the only thing I have is you
Do you believe in me?
I think maybe you do
I'm trying to hold on
I think maybe that you should hold on too.