Interpret:

Pearl Jam

Album:

Yield

Plaque on the wall says that, "No one's slept here."
It's rare to come appon a bridge that has not been around, or been stepped on.
Whatever the notion we lace in our prayers, the man upstairs is used to all of this noise.
I'm through with screaming. 
It echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes.
Like echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes, like this. 
We're faithfull. We all believe, we all believe it. 
Echoes. Nobody hears, it goes, it goes, it goes. 
We're faithfull. We all believe we all believe it. 
M-Y-T-H is belief in the game.
Controls that keeps us in our box of fear.
We never listen. Voice inside so drowned out. Drowned...
You are, you are, you are everything.
And everything is you. Me you, you me, it's all related.
What's a boy to do?
Just be a darling and I will be too, faithfull to you.