And we'll share a drink. Yeah we'll share our fears.

Now men with purple hearts carry silver guns
and they will kill a man for what his father's done.
[...]
And now I've read some books and I've grown quite brave.
If I could just speak up, I think I would say
that there is no truth. There is only you
and what you make the truth.
[...]
Is it true what they say about the Son of God?
Did he die for us? Did he die at all?
And if I sold my soul for a bag of gold to you,
which one of us would be the foolish one?
Which one of us would be the fool? 
[...]

Don't know when but a day is gonna come, Bright Eyes