Text: Gary Numan. Pure. Prayer for the Union.

so i prayed
but you weren't listening
making miracles

so i begged
but you were far away
saving souls perhaps

so i screamed
but she was very small
and you have worlds to mend

so she died
and you were glorious
but you were somewhere else


if you are my shepard then i'm lost and no one can find me
if you are my saviour then i'm dead and no one can help me
if you are my glory then i'm sick and no one can cure me
if you light my darkness then i'm blind and no one can see me

if you are my father then love lies abandoned and bleeding
if you are my comfort then nightmares are real and decieving
if you are my answer then i must have asked the wrong question
i'd spit on your heaven if i could find one to believe in