7.30 out of L.A. Empty bottles on my tray The heavens get to shaking It's a strangeness hand I'm taking, we pray White coats and lots of coffee Wearing worry on my face The chapel's out of waiting rooms For families waiting on the news, we pray I've been losing my religion I've been in and out of faith What it is and what it isn't Well, it's not for me to say We stand in different churches And we call it different names But in the end, we pray We pray We pray In the end, we pray Where do you go when you're dreaming? Who's it to when you give thanks? When we're high and low on hope Together and alone, we pray Oh, we pray I've been losing my religion I've been in and out of faith What it is and what it isn't Well, it's not for me to say We stand in different churches And we call it different names But in the end, we pray We pray We pray We stand in different churches And we call it different names But in the end, we pray It seems like love went out of fashion Is it easier to hate Whatever book you read If you do or don't believe, we pray Yeah, we pray We pray We pray We pray We stand in different churches And we call it different names But in the end, we pray In the end, we pray