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.
