What if somebody said you had eyes of gold? And the blood underneath, sacred and key, paid for it all What if somebody said you are not alone? Like you were a child, so was the God And maker of old Its such a shame we can't save ourselves Because the best of us, we are damned to Hell But then glory comes with the wedding bell Singing salvation lies in a baby's cries In Bethlehem ♪ What if somebody said there are tales of old Like hymns from the dirt they flood through the earth and call to us all What if somebody said, there's no room at the inn? But we are the souls with visiting bones This is not our home