I Can Feel Your Pain

Well, I watched your black tied family Rise up from graves near cemeteries That I have not been to since your goodbye And I drank another simile And compared your Jesus to a thief 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 Well, my God, 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 ha, Hallelujah to the one in our bones And Hallelujah to the one that we love --- I Can Feel Your Pain - Manchester Orchestra