Mary hangs from the rearview mirror
On the dash her sons come off worse
Weve got a carload of faith here
And were saved from the world by some verse

Nothing I can do or say
Will ever move people this way

I want it, if it moves mountains
I want it, move mountains for me

You can twist and turn and bend it
til its the cruellest shape in the world
But I still want it
The last free thing in the world