Dear Believer

Dear Believer, come sing me a song Let the octave belong to the next And lifting us soundly back into the world May we sing the Earth, Heaven's breath Murder murder, you haunt every bone But the son you have grown still resists Anger anger, you're finally my bitch Through glory of this, Heaven's breath Paradise has its hunter Call me blind, call me fool I don't mind chasing thunder I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do Dear Believer, I've no cause to go on Save for if you take my case See the world was good and heavy on my shoulders as a child But I let it all go to my waist Now comfort's rooting pigs for my blood To stick in my mud, a flag of white Dear Believer, of fire and rebirth May we shine the Earth, Heaven's light Paradise has its hunter Call me blind, call me fool I don't mind chasing thunder I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do Dear Believer come sing us a song Like we sang upon, younger days When the world was good and heavy on our shoulders as a child 'Fore we let it all go to waste Paradise has its hunter Call me wise, call me fool I don't mind chasing thunder I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do I say reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do Maybe reaching for Heaven is what I'm on Earth to do --- Dear Believer - Edward Sharpe & the Magnetic Zeros