Faith - The Suburbs

I’m third in line

First comes love

Then comes habits

Then comes me

In a baby carriage

I stand up and weep

I stand up and walk

I stand up and run

Well well well

Got the faith of my fathers

Yes I do

Now the walls come tumbling down

The walls come tumbling down

The walls come tumbling down

The walls come tumbling down

In the desert

I was looking for you

I’m telling the truth

To an empty moon

I can’t stay down

I stand up and weep

I stand up and walk

I stand up and run

The walls come tumbling down

The walls come tumbling down

The walls come tumbling down

The walls come tumbling down