I see them for who they are
Baring their shields and scars
Jokers behind the cards
Common-age criminals, serial who trading memories for miracles
Covering up the score before our eyes
With a stance no one's yet surmised

When all the lines blur between all that's wrong and right
Just take my hand, when the monsters turn out the lights
Oh
And you'll find I'm not how you remember me
I'm the vision that you choose to see
The one you can hate or love as you need
In time's absence, more than memory
So now, at your darkest, I'll come as promised
I'm the Father of Make Believe
Father of Make Believe
Father of Make Believe

Pride and grace are feeling outnumbered
In moments where nothing is as it seems or as it fits
Pushed out of place, where our memories
Now enemies, fill voids to take up space

When all the lines blur between all that's wrong and right
Just take my hand, when the monsters turn out the lights
Oh
And you'll find I'm not how you remember me
I'm the vision that you choose to see
The one you can hate or love as you need
In time's absence, more than memory
So now, let me share with you something honest
Father of Make Believe

Where have all of the angels gone to burn their wings?

When all the lines blur between all that's wrong and right
Just take my hand, when the monsters turn out the lights
Oh
And you'll find I'm not how you remember me
I'm the vision that you choose to see
The one you can hate or love as you need
In time's absence, more than memory
So now, at your darkest, I'll come as promised
I'm the Father of Make Believe