There's a man, who says there is a light in the sky,
All my friends say he's telling a lie, but he speaks with such passion that I have to think about,
And his hands, well, they tremble as he points it out, but I can't see what it's all about,
And the voices of many are singing along, it seems.

Is it all something new' And will I see it too'
Or is this just continuing man, throughout all history, claiming they all can see'
But the evidence falters just short of my hand...and there are lies in the sand.

There's a man who says he was a satanic beast, and the many were there at his feet,
And he scared all the people, 'cause he just what we want,

Is it all something new' And will I see it too'
Or is this just continuing man, making more history, claiming they all can see'
But the evidence falters just short of my hand...and there are lies in the sand.

There are things that will surely seem as they are not,
And I might not know all that I've got, but the bluffing is easy...and I haven't seen your hand.