Imposter

Well it won't change to indict
 But this whole thing it ain't right
 'Cos I have looked and waded in
 I felt the tide and watched it fall
 The stars were moving out of place
 'Cos they were never stars at all
 Yeah, you got it
 I am on to everything
 I am on to these imposters' ways
 Here's the one thing
 Like weeds among the wheat
 One's made to burn
 One lives to feed
 I can't locate or decide
 What's oasis or mirage
 And so I'm left with all I've got
 A spiritual divining rod
 And here is where the branches nod
 What's all for gain, is all for gain
 Yeah, you got it
 I am on to everything
 I am on to these imposters' ways
 Here's the one thing
 Like weeds among the wheat
 One's made to burn
 One lives to feed