Iris [USA] - Imposter

Well it won't change to indict But this whole thing it ain't right 'Cause I have looked and waded in I felt the tide and watched it fall The stars were moving out of place 'Cause 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