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.