| I wasn't there, | |
| But I heard there were flowers in his hair. | |
| Though not yet born to her, | |
| I know there was something magic about | |
| The way she held her own. | |
| I know it's hard for the young ones. | |
| I know it. | |
| Accutely, | |
| I heard it. | |
| Race me through this heart-broken town. | |
| Bang yur boots and keep your head down. | |
| Race me through the heart of this broken town. | |
| I use the voices of sandmen | |
| To bring you home. | |
| I know it's wrong, you're a young one. | |
| I know it. | |
| Accutely, | |
| I hear it. | |
| Race me through this heart-broken town. | |
| Bang your boots and keep your head down. | |
| Race me through the heart of this broken town. | |
| So now I make you pray to god. | |
| Now I make you pray to god. | |
| Now I make you pray like there's a god. | |
| I know it's hard for the young ones. | |
| I know it. | |
| So now I make you pray to god. | |
| Now I make you pray to god. | |
| Now I make you pray | |
| Like there's a god to see it my way, yeah. | |
| See it my way, yeah. | |
| See it my way, yeah. |
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