Faithless [Time Machine] Rush

I've got my own moral compass to steer by
A guiding star beats a spirit in the sky
And all the preaching voices
Empty vessels ringing so loud
As they move among the crowd
Fools and thieves are well disguised
In the temple and market place
In the temple and market place

Like a stone in the river
Against the floods of spring
I will quietly resist
I will quietly resist

Like the willows in the wind
Or the cliffs along the ocean
I will quietly resist
I will quietly resist

I don't have faith in faith
I don't believe in belief
You can call me faithless
You can call me faithless

I still cling to hope
And I believe in love
And that's faith enough for me
And that's faith enough for me