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Every night I say a prayer in the hopes that there's a heaven.
and everyday I'm more confused as the saints turn into sinners
All the heroes and legends I knew as a child have fallen to idols of clay
And I feel this empty place inside so afraid that I've lost my faith.

Show me the way, show me the way
Take me tonight to the river and wash my illusions away.
Please show me the way.

(  Church, Religious, and Faith musings ahead. Lengthy. You've been warned... )