Текст песни The Father of Make Believe

I see them for who they are Baring their shields and scars Jokers behind the cards Common-age criminals, serial who trading memories for miracles Covering up the score before our eyes With a stance no one's yet surmised When all the lines blur between all that's wrong and right Just take my hand, when the monsters turn out the lights Oh And you'll find I'm not how you remember me I'm the vision that you choose to see The one you can hate or love as you need In time's absence, more than memory So now, at your darkest, I'll come as promised I'm the Father of Make Believe Father of Make Believe Father of Make Believe Pride and grace are feeling outnumbered In moments where nothing is as it seems or as it fits Pushed out of place, where our memories Now enemies, fill voids to take up space When all the lines blur between all that's wrong and right Just take my hand, when the monsters turn out the lights Oh And you'll find I'm not how you remember me I'm the vision that you choose to see The one you can hate or love as you need In time's absence, more than memory So now, let me share with you something honest Father of Make Believe Where have all of the angels gone to burn their wings? When all the lines blur between all that's wrong and right Just take my hand, when the monsters turn out the lights Oh And you'll find I'm not how you remember me I'm the vision that you choose to see The one you can hate or love as you need In time's absence, more than memory So now, at your darkest, I'll come as promised I'm the Father of Make Believe