The world, it may be ending
But I'm still planting seeds
Urging all the flowers
Struggling with the weeds
Neck deep in disaster
I still love this place
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Tears on her face

Well my life, it may be ending
I may be falling down
I always felt that I was dirt
Walking around
I love the [?]
And I believe in grace
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Tears on her face

I don't know why us people
Do the things we do
We're mostly fine just like we are
If we could get a clue
This longing for an afterlife
Has damn near wrecked this place
Mercy, mercy, mercy
Tears on her face