Gunmetal rising in the East,
Pennies swim in an old man's breath.
You tried to be disastrous
And overshot.
Harnessing the elements is child's play,
But guess my card, Messmer,
And I'll be yours for the best part of forever.

When set in stone
The truth can be unbearable,
So raise the dead
and cut your hair accordingly.
The stage is only lit from one direction;
Your eyes, they cast a shadow
On a crowd that's mainly made up of potential.

But what do you see?
The signs of life are lacking.

Rustle worried in your head,
That paper bag.
Occultly inclined,
The seafloor's a must.
The final trick in all its splendour
Always drags.
Assure me the rabbit's alive
In that hat, in that hat, in that hat.

Could you learn to believe?

To run the gamut of an art
Held in such medium regard
And you're the only tool on stage,
With saws involved
Is bravery unparalleled in nature.
Bears use caves for shelter
While you're hiding, watching
Charlie Bit My Finger.

Could you learn to believe
In nothing in particular?
Could you learn to believe
In nothing in particular?
Could you learn to believe?

But what do you see?
The sun was always setting.
The hanged man's always looming.

Rustle worried in your head,
That paper bag.
Occultly inclined,
The seafloor's a must.
The final trick in all its splendour
Always drags.
Assure me the rabbit's alive in that hat.
Be gentle if you're gonna saw me in half.
Chuck me in the sea and I'll swim
Even if I'm dead
For a laugh

Could you learn to believe
In nothing in particular?
Could you learn to believe
In nothing?
Could you learn to believe
In nothing in particular?
Could you learn to believe
In nothing?