Salem Hill - Habit Without Heart lyrics

don't believe in much I used to believe in less and the mixing of lewis heinlein and poe leaves a pretty fine mess the few times we speak anymore habit without heart I still believe it's part of me but i'm bitter disillusioned angry and ready for venting in some vain display habit without heart pretense as an art absurdities of life have won habit without heart perhaps too late to start to change the little patterns that get deeper every day I don't believe in much I wish I believed in more but the ancient uttered phrase and my nihilistic ways like water and oil accord the few times I'm there anymore habit without heart I still love you you're part of me but i'm searching not finding losing and ready for venting in some vain display habit without heart pretense as an art absurdities of life have won habit without heart perhaps too late to start to change the little patterns that get deeper every day you give me life water above you pour it on when i'm thirsty for love you show me light lamps at my feet patterns and mysteries perfectly complete I turn my back on you you give me life wine manna doves you fill me up when i'm hungry for love you give me hope days beyond days mansions of brilliance a glorious gaze I turn my back on you