I can see a savage kind of grace in the forests of your face I can see there is a story to tell part heaven part hell She said that she missed most of her life She had been living inside a knife Buried deep inside the earth Buried deep inside the curse And Im not sure what weve been saying But Im pretty sure that weve been praying And Im not sure what weve been saying But Im pretty sure that weve been praying The city cut off the water supply And every single pipe in the city went dry The people gathered out in the streets They gathered there to seek relief From the thirst so deep in their bones From the thirst that they called home And Im not sure what weve been saying But Im pretty sure that weve been praying And Im not sure what weve been saying But Im pretty sure that weve been praying There was a sheet placed on a bed To cover the desert in the head of man who laid there he could not talk of man who laid there he could not walk And Im not sure what weve been saying But Im pretty sure that weve been praying And Im not sure what weve been saying But Im pretty sure that weve been praying