Marko Polo - I Want To Believe
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Don't care who they pray, don't care what they say
I have my route, I've got mine
No tales 'bout the land, no tales 'bout the man
I won't be theirs I'll be mine

No more theories of the universe
Eyes on mighty primal fire
No more preachers with the telescope
In the mood to say who I am

Humans were made for affection and emotions
That's what I want to believe
We are all physical spirits on the planet
There's nothing else to reveal

They look for the truth, they look for a proof
It make me lagh, oh my god
And it's not way up, and it's not way down
There's nothing here to be found