Will I wake up some dream I made up? No, I guess it's reality What will change us or will we mess up? Our only chance to connect with dream Say a prayer for me Say a prayer for me Say a prayer for me I'm buried by the sound Of a world of human records In a world of human records In a world of human records When I'm lost and I'm found and I can't touch the ground I'm plowed into the sound Say what? Open with a hand that's broken Hang a life out of tragedy Plowing under the ground that covers domestic sand It is a sin Say a prayer for me Say a prayer for me Say a prayer for me I'm buried by the sound Of a world of human records In a world of human records In a world of human records When I'm lost and I'm found and I can't touch the ground I'm plowed into the sound Will I wake up some dream I made up? No, I guess it's reality © transcript Emily Beynon