Woke up feeling a bit strange 

Realizing all common sense was out of range 

They all resist positive change

Mankind’s thinking needs to be rearranged

Predictably the news was full of lies

It's the heroes that they want to chastise

I can see it in their paranoid eyes 

The insanity they cannot disguise 

Oh those dismal days

When I can't bring myself to pray,

The reality that you juxtapose

All the truth you put in death throes

All decency you would dispose

The insanity that you propose,

Going to plead with the man upstairs

And find out if he really cares

It seems tragedy comes in pairs

Think I’ve had enough despair,

Oh those dismal days

When I can't bring myself to pray,

I remember when I held you near

Today things don’t seem so clear

After all, I’m a flawed seer

Unable to decipher the smoke and mirrors,

Today, let me pray for rain

If I’m not too vain

And wash away this pain

I fear I’m on alien terrain,

Oh those dismal days

When I can't bring myself to pray,

Thoughts that so easily blow away

In this world of perpetual dismay

If I can just keep the ghosts of yesteryear at bay

And maybe I’ll believe what you say,

Something inside urges me to survive

It keeps me just barely alive

God urges us to thrive

But the world has become a servant bee hive,

Oh those dismal days

When I can't bring myself to pray.