Wehn I was just six years old
I sang the hymnals from the fourth row
Ave Maria three times before bed
So I could lay down my guilty little head
She went down to the riverside
I followed her there five steps behind
Down to the water e drank with a sigh
No quench for thirst, my mouth was dry.
We won't go down, down, down
Into the cold, hard ground
We'll be set upon the mind never to be found
And when they ask what's come of us
We'll laugh for dreams of dust.
She sent me looking for the great design
Slipped beads through knuckles to cure her crimes
My prayers said with a blank stare
Left with holy water and hot air
Unsure, couldn't find my way
Keep on wandering
Searching for that river
And that woman
To take me home