Tim Kinsella - Faith Can Mean Can't [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

In a way, faith means cannot
Be refuted because cannot be proven
And hopes just mostly a process
Freedoms perimeter, hurries contrived
Lungs lost
Accounted for: a cross with my name on it
Each of our needs reflect and compound
Our need of heat's reflected

And don't you know how?
Heaven, I'll show you how funny I can be

Intentiol intention, our only processes
Like gun emasculation or re-enmasculation
Each of our needs reflect and compound
Our need of each affecting
So we drink and we drain my senses
We trade my own drugs so many times before
Not drinking to forget, but drinking to remember
My distance from my senses treats each one
Each to it's own sweet memories
And each of our needs reflect and compound
Our needs of each reflected