They Were the Lights

Hey are you a believer In what you believe Are you a passive receiver Of what you receive I’ve been burdened by madness I can’t trust what I see Because if you saw what I saw You wouldn’t trust anything Talismanic Diamond panic Wondered wordless Thaumaturgic Skipped the front step Found the back door Bent on hands and knees For whose Lord I am no angel But they’ve used my shell To laugh and to wander To guide me through hell I am a passage I have no rights I am the lamppost They were the lights Hey sorry if I’m obsessive Or if I seem obsessed With spiritual ephemera It’s just that I’ve been possessed I've had spirits move through me I’ve seen my face rearrange I’ve been every great prophet I’ve been without place or name Haunted, ghostly Ghastly mostly Metaphysic Mystic visions Zen romantic Soul enchanted Sainthood slowdance Above/beyond chance I am no angel But they’ve used my shell To laugh and to wander To guide me through hell I am a passage I have no rights I am the lamppost They were the lights Hallelujah Leave me be Pray to Michael Please not to me Hallelujah My soul’s not for rent Heaven-burdened Heaven-spent Hallelujah Hallelujah Halleluiah Halleluiah Leave me be leave me be Leave me be