Lyric She Don t Hear Your Prayer

Oh brother please,
Still the guns at your side
It s only me
We got through it alive


The more things change
The more we re turning to stone
A naked flame
That leaves the lonesome alone


We re cain now we re able
A three of a kind
She s more than one woman,
One woman
The best you could find



Though it feels just like her
Her skin and her hair,
She don t hear your prayer
Anyway, anywhere



Though it looks just like her
She ain t got her eyes
Like someone else in disguise
Or just a trick of the light


An idiot tune
Turning round in my head
I wish i were you
Then i wish i were dead

All love is insane
Wars never get won
Complicated ways
To cover over the sun


I see it behind you
My hands are tied
This thing it ain t broken
Just idling,
Biding it s time...


This living is fatal
Just breathing the air
I m well out of welcome
I ll tell ya
Stay well out of there.....