[Alternative-indie music]
Brother, have you walked on holy ground?
Brother, have you walked on holy ground?
Driving by the sound of losing what it was
You thought you'd found.
Sister, have you seen the bridal gown?
Sister, have you seen the bridal gown?
Faking on the cloud
Replacing what it was you thought you'd found.
I think I've finally have said it straight
There's nothing at the end, except where I lay
I pray this painful body take time along the way
To hold you close, and give you what you gave
Brother, have you heard the trumpet sound?
Brother, have you heard the trumpet sound?
Tearing all it down, keeps you losing what you it was
You thought you'd found.
Sister, has your meaning had a draw?
Sister, has your meaning had a draw?
Looking all the round, it's a fairy wasteland of what it was
You thought you'd found.
I think I've finally have said it straight
There's nothing at the end, except where I lay
I pray this painful body take time along the way
To hold you close, and give you what you gave.
To hold you close, and give you what you gave.