Play the banker and put Your glory in me,
Diner in Denver those Early September days,
Rooftops for two, always Near You, always with you,
Play the banker, I will play the faker,
For love and a lack of it Is my disease,
Pain is a choice I choose To embrace,
Top of the stairs, Could hear
those fears,
Loud noise,
no poise, It reached me
and I saw the
Glory of the train
in the Rain of remembering
all those Filthy memories,
Night has kept me awake Over those mistakes down in
The lower levels of existence,
I cannot go back and repaint those Purity walls,
In two they could saw me For what I saw has forever changed Me,
Pain is what I embrace, For it reminds me to trust in You,
Play the banker, I will play the faker, Put Your strength in me,
So what is fake becomes real