Harder Dreams

All the gods are watching wars on television
Placing their bets and telling jokes about religion
Crowded in for the sins we studied on silver screens
Couldn’t wait 'til we graduated to harder dreams
And I hear your sermon but I don’t think I believe
Harder dreams
Are you lonely in your convictions, staring through the glass tonight?
Is the truth a work of fiction? Better ask the blood-stained sky
I don’t belong to you and you don’t belong to me
You got ads to sell so you tell me that’s who I need to be
But what good’s a letter in a language you can’t read?
Harder dreams
All the gods are watching
Wars on television