[00:25.901]Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
[00:31.772]And we will leave this loathsome little town
[00:38.688]Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my baby
[00:47.406]Silver foil to trim your wedding gown
[01:05.767]It's true the tools of love wear down
[01:09.783]Time passes
[01:11.418]A mid wanders
[01:13.208]It seems mindless, but it does
[01:17.636]Sometimes I see you face as if through reading glasses
[01:24.601]And your smile seems softer than it was
[01:47.948]Proof
[01:48.949]Some people gonna call you up tell you something that you already know
[01:54.415]Proof
[01:55.383]Sane people go crazy on you say ''No man, that was not the deal we made I got to go, I got to go''
[02:00.928]Faith
[02:02.529]Faith is an island in the setting sun
[02:06.676]But proof, yes
[02:09.205]Proof is the bottom line for everyone
[02:34.277]My face, my race don't matter anymore
[02:37.229]My sex, my cheques accepted at the door
[02:46.407]Proof
[02:47.380]Some people gonna call you up tell you something that you already know
[02:52.862]Proof
[02:53.803]Sane people go crazy on you say ''No man, that was not the deal we made I got to, I got to go''
[02:59.400]Faith
[03:00.963]Faith is an island in the setting sun
[03:05.491]But proof, yes
[03:07.636]Proof is the bottom line for everyone
[03:26.086]Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darling
[03:31.435]And the sky is flecked with signs of hope
[03:37.964]Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby
[03:44.420]Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
[03:54.714]Proof
[03:55.557]Some people gonna call you up tell you something that you already know
[04:01.110]Proof
[04:01.996]Sane people go crazy on you say ''No man, that was not the deal we made I got to, I got to, I got to''
[04:07.537]Faith
[04:09.150]Faith is an island in the setting sun
[04:13.947]But proof, yes
[04:16.038]Proof is the bottom line for everyone

Soon our fortunes will be made, my darling
And we will leave this loathsome little town
Silver bells jingling from your black lizard boots, my baby
Silver foil to trim your wedding gown
It's true the tools of love wear down
Time passes
A mid wanders
It seems mindless, but it does
Sometimes I see you face as if through reading glasses
And your smile seems softer than it was
Proof
Some people gonna call you up tell you something that you already know
Proof
Sane people go crazy on you say ''No man, that was not the deal we made I got to go, I got to go''
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
My face, my race don't matter anymore
My sex, my cheques accepted at the door
Proof
Some people gonna call you up tell you something that you already know
Proof
Sane people go crazy on you say ''No man, that was not the deal we made I got to, I got to go''
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone
Half moon hiding in the clouds, my darling
And the sky is flecked with signs of hope
Raise your weary wings against the rain, my baby
Wash your tangled curls with gambler's soap
Proof
Some people gonna call you up tell you something that you already know
Proof
Sane people go crazy on you say ''No man, that was not the deal we made I got to, I got to, I got to''
Faith
Faith is an island in the setting sun
But proof, yes
Proof is the bottom line for everyone