Lord can you help me,
I'm trying to make a stand,
My ways are unjust,
Been seekin' the approval,
From the heart of man,
They'll kill you,
They'll beat you,
Though you don't commit no sin,
Can you help me,
Just tryin' to make a stand.
I know I've abused you,
Feel free to speak your mind,
I'm lock up in chains,
The weight of my shame,
Can be much to bare,
I can hide in my prison,
Yeah I found some comfort there,
I know I've abused you,
Feel free to speak your mind.
Cause I feel wretched,
And I feel ashamed,
I'm so overwhelmed,
And I am weary,
A thousand secrets,
In me on my soul.
There's a river, where the simple people,
Go to clean the sin off their hands,
The river, where I once stood,
And mocked the things I didn't understand,
The river, in the darkness of our ignorance,
A light was shone,
Deliver where people come to drown,
And come away reborn.
And I felt wretched,
And I was ashamed,
I was overwhelmed,
And I was weary,
A thousand secrets,
In me on my soul.
So I walked down to the edge of the river,
And the wise man on the banks,
Who I've listened to for all these years,
Their screaming at the top of their lungs,
That I am a fool,
But I'm so sick of those voices,
That I just keep walkin',
And I take one step into the river,
And the waters good,
So I take myself a little bit deeper,
And it's up to my knees,
So I go a little deeper,
And I'm in up to my waist,
Then I take myself a little bit deeper,
And I'm in all the way up to my neck,
I go a little further,
And I'm in up to my mouth and I can't speak no more,
And I step a little deeper,
And I'm in up to my nose and I can't breath no more,
I go a little further,
And I'm in up to my eyes and I can't see no more,
And the waters rise,
And the waters rise,
And I struggle for life,
But I know, I know that I've got to,
Let goo-ooo-ooo-ahh.
