I'm tired of seeing the picture

You're painting of yourself

You with the borrowed colors

That you picked from someone else

Maybe you're a movie

Or some best selling book

I know your mirrored mornings

In rehearsal of your looks

Oh your cause is oh so beautiful

You're ready to begin

You're going to play the good guys

By singing the good guys hymn

Ah you're building the halls with the outer walls

But you haven't got a thing within



The innocence of children

Is the manner you suppose

And you can describe in full detail

What we already know

Ah your cause is all so pretty

And we're ready to begin

We're going to play the good guys

By singing the good guys hymn

Ah we're building the halls with the outer walls

But we haven't got a thing within



But if we keep on trying

Though our purpose isn't clear

We just may move the universe

We'll learn to really care

Eventually the whole facade

Becomes more than a whim

By starting to build on the outside

We're gonna fill up the walls within

By starting to build on the outside

We'll fill up the wallls within

Eventually the whole facade

Becomes more than a whim

And by starting to build on the outside

We're gonna fill up the walls

We're gonna fill up the walls within