Saving Belief

[Underground_Network]

Your pager beeps
At half past three,
And you look to see
What the hell it could be...

A damsel in distress
A cure for misery?
A new damn calling
Saving belief...

But all that it says
Is its all in your head,
And it says 'from unknown'
You don't know what to do!

Its not a damsel in distress
Or a cure for misery,
Its not a new damn calling
Saving belief...

All that you've got is in your hands,
You're own interpretation of what to demand,
What is it that they deserve,
What have they asked for, that they don't know?

Who could it be though, who could it be?
What enemy would send you something
That says whats true, but what can't be true,
If you understood, you would know, you would know...

There is no damsel in distress
There is no cure for your pain,
There is no new damn calling
Saving belief...

You didn't ask for sympathy
So you got none,
Now your pager won't stop,
Beeping on and on...

Twenty-two messages later,
They all read, the same damn thing,
That its all in your head,
And a couple even say,
That you're better off dead.

There is no damsel in distress,
No cure for misery
No new damn calling
Saving belief...

No new damn calling
Saving belief,
No new damn calling
Saving belief...