my lord, why am i always pushing younnmy lord, why does your fence electrocutennmy lord, if heaven is free to get innnthen my lord, why is your guest book so thinnnnnstill i try and i fightnnand if i might get out of linenni'm only trying to understand whynnnneach night before i go to bed i pray for peacennwhen i awake i shake my head and count all my bad dreamsnnnnstill i try and i fightnnand if i might get out of linenni'm only trying to understand whynnnnso i wait in the nightnnfor the chance i might hear a soundnnand i wait in the nightnnbut my prayers won't get off the ground