Well I watched a black tied family    Rise up from graves near cemeteries   That I have not been to since your goodbye      And I drink another simile   And compared your Jesus to a thief   And he took my bones and he turned them into bread   Cause I can feel your pain   In my bones, in my bones      I was scared to call your mother   For news that you weren’t getting better   My God, just what the hell am I supposed to do?      And I ran off, and ran on to something   That I swore was everything but beautiful   I only say that word for you      Cause I can feel your pain   In my bones, in my bones   And I can feel your pain   Deep in my bones, deep in my bones   And Hal-hallelujah to the one in our bones   And Hal-hallelujah to the one who we love   (humming)