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.