[00:02.743]We here in the broken nation are tired and burised
[00:07.774]We have been left here alone with nothing
[00:11.231]We have been abandoned
[00:13.553]We are like vomit in the street outside of a seedy bar
[00:18.235]We have been relegated to the bottom of the barrel
[00:22.975]And all our senses of understanding and love seem gone forever
[00:29.962]In order to survive here, we have to become like animals...
[00:36.490]And we have to fore go all sense of civility and understanding
[00:43.420]How is it possible that a nun can fly?
[00:47.692]How is it possible that she falls out of a plane and lands unscathed?
[00:54.372]But who are we... who are we to scoff at such things?
[00:59.954]Who are we to doubt such miracles?
[01:03.432]Alas, we are but tramps inthe gutter
[01:07.760]Here in the broken nation
[01:10.549]But a little faith can take us a long, long way