The phone rings ... who could it be
That religious guy from brooklyn
Did we meet by accident ... yes we did
Did we communicate ... I guess we did
He says I pray throughout my salesman's day
Stay late at a bar and I hey hey hey

His wife doesn't like him ... six kids he's got
The holy thing has him tied in a knot
He thinks I'm lucky and free
To be who I am unashamed or guilty
But I pray as every sinner may
The deep down blues won't go away ... go away

High above way up in the sky
Is there a good guy or anybody watching down
Help is on the way but you don't know when
There's nothing to say
Just don't go all the way around the bend

Goodnight
Put your head away
Reach across ... turn off the light
Soon you fall into a dream
Far in the distance a fade away scream
I pray that we will be all right
Thanks again ... we were alive today

• Abcs
• Breathing
• Crash
• Eggshell
• Holy Smokes
• Lightning Storm
• Losing
• My My Broken Heart
• Pink Ballet Slippers
• Rules
• The Second Coming of Eli
• Two Bumps on a Log