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