[[INTRO: Establishes groove with guitar-driven arrangement.]] [[VERSE 1: Narrative-focused,]] I used to believe in a thing called prayer, That it was a magical part of all this. Like a lucky wand to force God’s hand That’s what lay at the tragic heart of all this. [[VERSE 2: Narrative-focused,]] Now, Hope and Grace are a lot like twin sisters: They speak their own language, so I’ve heard. Hope says things that never come true. Grace talks all day about mercy undeserved. [[CHORUS: Repetitive and catchy, with a communal feel.]] I’m afraid Grace has left the building, I think Hope mighta disappeared, too Did my baby follow them out the front door, Or find a window and slip on through? [[VERSE 3: Narrative-focused]] I followed Hope like she was my fearless leader. But her mission turned out to be suicide. I was gonna be with my baby forever Then he left, part of me up and died. [[PRE-CHORUS: BRIEF INSTRUMENTAL WITH ORGAN, DRUMS, ACOUSTIC GUITAR]] [[CHORUS: Repetitive and catchy, with a communal feel.]] I’m afraid Grace has left the building, I think Hope mighta disappeared, too (I've lost you, I've found you, I've lost you again) Did my baby follow them out the front door, Or find a window and fall on through? [[BRIDGE: slightly gritty instrumental]] Now, Faith is their little baby sister. She's quiet, fierce, and strong. As rumors swirl around her, That girl just keeps moving along Even though Faith is a hard one to figure out, Like death, scandal, and obscenity, no doubt: You’ll know her when you see her You'll know her when you see her You'll know her when you see her You'll know her when you see her [[PRE-CHORUS: FULL BAND WITH BRIEF GUITAR ORGAN INSTRUMENTAL]] [[FINAL CHORUS: Repetitive and catchy, with a communal feel]] I’m afraid Grace has left the building, Hope and Faith mighta disappeared, too Did my baby follow them out the front door, Or find a window and jump on through? [[EXTENDED OUTRO MOVING FROM COMMUNAL FEEL INTO GENTLE FADING QUIET RESOLUTION ]] Grace, Hope, and Faith are looking for their shovels. Grace, Hope, and Faith are ready to dig (ready to dig, ready to dig, ready to dig down deep) Those girls are gonna bury me alive. Grace, Hope, and Faith are gonna bury me alive. I pray that Grace, Hope, and Faith Are gonna help me find my baby (help me find my baby) I gotta believe, gotta believe, gotta believe it's true But if I can't handle the truth Of what these little sisters can do I'm gonna find a big-enough window and slip on through I'm gonna find a big-enough window and slip on through Slip on through Fall on through Jump on through Gonna find a big-enough window and slip on through Find a window and slip on through
