Text: Mark Lanegan. Praying Ground.

Not feelin' any pain but I know that it's real
Never see the color of the day, in the darkness I kneel
Prayin' for sleep, prayin' that it will come easy
But there's something else, I see it miles away

Don't know what time of year it is, I can remember the fall
Yet all my strange and simple games, play out on top of a wall
Prayin' for sleep, prayin' for something so easy
If only the moon would have left me alone