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