...And the moon is flooding this town  that regulates my senses  and bleaches the night sky    ...and the bells are chiming away  the same time of days that will  regulate my own senses...    catching the thief is...    its so much harder than it looks  its harder than it seems  its so hard  (a hidden image has been calling in the distance)    it points me in directions  that i wont go  i will never make amends  (these accusations reveal stunning answers to our requests)    ...and as the charlatans  bring their false pretense  to a new colony    dont trust their words  they're only poison  dont trust their poison    catching the thief is...    well starting out as  hopefully hoping  and saviors saving  a town in distress    we ride  we drive  and we stay long