Pulled off the highway in Missouri and lo, our hearts were heavy laden Made for the chapel with some spray paint for all the things we'd held in secret Lord, lift up these lifeless bones Light cascading through the windows, all the rainbow's heavy tones He has fixed his sign in the sky He has raised me from the pit and set me high Left that place in ruin, drunk on the spirit and high on fumes Checked into a Red Roof Inn, stayed up for several hours and then slept like infants In the burning fuselage of my days Let my mouth by ever fresh with praise He has fixed his sign in the sky He has raised me from the pit and set me high Each morning new Each day shot through With all the sharp, small shards of shrapnel That seem to burst out of me and you Head down for Kansas, we will get there when we get there, don't you worry Feel bad about the things we do along the way, but not really that bad We inhaled the frozen air Lord, send me a mechanic if I'm not beyond repair He has fixed his sign in the sky He has raised me from the pit and he will set me high