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