Handwrapped in paper
It never phased her when her gift
To hold on was all but gone in an instant
I could not blame her
I didn't stay enough to wish
And one priest could not absolve me of my sins, yeah
Hm-mm-mm-mm
Some time ago now
Gave up my post I left behind
'Cause she wanted what she always thought felt right
But since I've come down
From that old mountain I had climbed
I heard that she's still searching for her good side
Stay low, swing your arm, hold tight
'Cause it looks rough on the front tonight
Lost my way once or twice, but I won't sway in a fight
Do I pray? No, but I have faith you might
Woo-oo-ooh
I've been asleep but still I can see what it's become
When she held it all against us in the long run
Maybe I'm focused on something other than some love
I only ever thought of when I was young
Stay low, swing your arm, hold tight
'Cause it looks rough on the front tonight
Lost my way once or twice, but I won't sway in a fight
Do I pray? No, but I have faith you might
Underneath my skin you exist
I cannot get rid of all of it
Up too late to shout, so I quit
And I don't give a shit
Hm-mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Stay low, swing your arm, hold tight
'Cause it looks rough on the front tonight, tonight, oh
Lost my way once or twice, but I won't sway in a fight
Do I pray? No, but I have faith you might
Do I pray? No, but I have faith you might
Do I pray? No, but I have faith you might
