| Song | The Skeptic |
| Artist | Brendan James |
| Album | Simplify |
| Once there was a man | |
| A good and honest man | |
| He came home one day to his loving family | |
| He said you’ll never believe | |
| We have got to leave | |
| Daddy wants to make a toast | |
| We’re heading out for the west coast | |
| Driving US 1 | |
| Counting the stars and sun | |
| Turns to his wife and says | |
| “How could I of believed em | |
| I got the call today | |
| There’s no job waiting for me” | |
| He was fooled by the man and the thought of wind rushing through the palm trees | |
| Now I see holes in Noah’s Arc | |
| I see dirt in the reservoir | |
| I see struggle in the architecture | |
| I see sorrow in the family picture | |
| But I see you and it’s enough | |
| I’m a skeptic but I see love | |
| I see love, yeah | |
| Once there was a woman | |
| A young and trusting woman | |
| She believed in the institution | |
| The marriage of revolution | |
| She was an old school girl | |
| From the old school world | |
| But the man that she chose | |
| Had other ideas I suppose | |
| Could have been an easy street | |
| Could have been a dream complete | |
| Instead it was a mournful day | |
| Had to turn her love away | |
| And give it to her boy and girl | |
| Pieces of her broken world | |
| All the things that he took | |
| She got back from her kids with one look | |
| Now I see holes in Noah’s Arc | |
| I see dirt in the reservoir | |
| I see struggle in the architecture | |
| I see sorrow in the family picture | |
| I see you and it’s enough | |
| Yeah, I’m a skeptic but I see love | |
| I see love, yeah | |
| When it all goes wrong | |
| When I’m down and out | |
| When the bad things happen | |
| And I just can’t count | |
| When the hammer falls | |
| And the clock strikes two | |
| When I’m the only one | |
| I think of you | |
| I’m a young believer | |
| With a cranked receiver | |
| I live without a home | |
| Me and my busted phone | |
| I got no guarantees | |
| I got no proof to see | |
| This life is a game that I play | |
| I could win, I could lose, I could fade away | |
| Now I see holes in Noah’s Arc | |
| I see dirt in the reservoir | |
| I see struggle in the architecture | |
| I see sorrow in the family picture | |
| I see you and it’s enough | |
| Yeah, I’m a skeptic but I see love | |
| I see love | |
| Yeah, I see love | |
| Yeah, I see love | |
| And it’s enough | |
| It’s enough | |
| It’s enough | |
| Ooooh | |
| It’s enough |
| Once there was a man | |
| A good and honest man | |
| He came home one day to his loving family | |
| He said you' ll never believe | |
| We have got to leave | |
| Daddy wants to make a toast | |
| We' re heading out for the west coast | |
| Driving US 1 | |
| Counting the stars and sun | |
| Turns to his wife and says | |
| " How could I of believed em | |
| I got the call today | |
| There' s no job waiting for me" | |
| He was fooled by the man and the thought of wind rushing through the palm trees | |
| Now I see holes in Noah' s Arc | |
| I see dirt in the reservoir | |
| I see struggle in the architecture | |
| I see sorrow in the family picture | |
| But I see you and it' s enough | |
| I' m a skeptic but I see love | |
| I see love, yeah | |
| Once there was a woman | |
| A young and trusting woman | |
| She believed in the institution | |
| The marriage of revolution | |
| She was an old school girl | |
| From the old school world | |
| But the man that she chose | |
| Had other ideas I suppose | |
| Could have been an easy street | |
| Could have been a dream complete | |
| Instead it was a mournful day | |
| Had to turn her love away | |
| And give it to her boy and girl | |
| Pieces of her broken world | |
| All the things that he took | |
| She got back from her kids with one look | |
| Now I see holes in Noah' s Arc | |
| I see dirt in the reservoir | |
| I see struggle in the architecture | |
| I see sorrow in the family picture | |
| I see you and it' s enough | |
| Yeah, I' m a skeptic but I see love | |
| I see love, yeah | |
| When it all goes wrong | |
| When I' m down and out | |
| When the bad things happen | |
| And I just can' t count | |
| When the hammer falls | |
| And the clock strikes two | |
| When I' m the only one | |
| I think of you | |
| I' m a young believer | |
| With a cranked receiver | |
| I live without a home | |
| Me and my busted phone | |
| I got no guarantees | |
| I got no proof to see | |
| This life is a game that I play | |
| I could win, I could lose, I could fade away | |
| Now I see holes in Noah' s Arc | |
| I see dirt in the reservoir | |
| I see struggle in the architecture | |
| I see sorrow in the family picture | |
| I see you and it' s enough | |
| Yeah, I' m a skeptic but I see love | |
| I see love | |
| Yeah, I see love | |
| Yeah, I see love | |
| And it' s enough | |
| It' s enough | |
| It' s enough | |
| Ooooh | |
| It' s enough |