the autumn turned the sunlight grey it’s not always going to be this way but i’m always alone when you’re not here
the children play another game it’s not easy to just say your name but there’s always a lie to keep me sane
there’s nothing more to do than burn up all your shoes remember how to pray there’s nothing more to say they kill you every day and say god is in this place there’s nothing more to say
the lepers call the saints a sin we all have a light within but the trouble becomes who lets it out
if history is to bear the truth we’re found wanting for a lack of proof and there’s no one around to hear my prayer
there’s nothing more to do than burn up all your shoes remember how to pray there’s nothing more to say they kill you every day and say god is in this place there’s nothing more to say