Woorden: Mountain Goats, The. Psalms 40:2.

Pulled off the highway in Missouri and low our hearts were heavy laid
Made for the chapel with some spray paint for all the things we'd held in secret
Lord lift up these lifeless bones
Light cascading through the windows
all the rainbow's heavy tones

He has fixed his sign in the sky
He has raised me from the pit and set me high

Left that place in ruin, drunk on the Spirit and high on fumes
Checked into a Red Roof in stayed up for several hours and then slept like infants
In the burning fuselage of my days
Let me mouth be ever fresh with praise

He has fixed his sign in the sky
He has raised me from the pit and set me high

Each morning new
Each day shot through
With all the sharps small shards of shrapnel
that seem to burst of me and you

Head down towards kansas We will get there when we get there don't you worry
Feel bad about the things we do along the way
But not really that bad
We inhaled the frozen air
Lord send me a mechanic if I'm not beyond repair

He has fixed his sign in the sky
He has raised from the pit and he will set me high