They were just theives and robbers,
You were a stepping stone
Look how the innocent suffer,
Raging like a storm in your soul
One thing they forgot to mention:
Making peace was their last intention

There was a time you trusted,
You were too proud to beg
Now you just feel disgusted
With everything you've done and said
There really wasn't time to cry,
Or even kiss the children goodbye

Chorus
You got swept by the Flood
You got talked out of dreams
There was a price on your blood,
Couldn't wash yourself clean
It wasn't really worth a whole lot,
Looking back on what you got
Like words in the mud,
Tears in the stream
No more dreams

All that you ever wanted,
All that you'd seen and heard,
Never got really started
Like a river never turned
They didn't give a reason why,
Never even bothered to try

(chorus)

Killers without a conscience,
Only the good lie dead
Great father who trades in nonsense,
Picture this inside your head:
The magic of the talking wires
Carried both the truth and the lies