Lone star state
Where are you now?
Sinners, lovers, everyman
Up on ashes
Down I crawl
Just to hear your bones
Make right
For sixteen days
I’ve been away
Good Lord say now
Oh, show me the way
I’ve seen the grave
I’ve heard you call
Show me a path
Above it all
I hear the bells
From far away
They call to me below
A crippled man
A fractured soul
Lone star state
I am coming down
Like sinner, lover, everyman
Down on ashes
Up I crawl
Just to hear your bones
Make right
I hear the bells
From far away
They call to me below
A crippled man
A fractured soul