River of Sin

 

 She is like a dream I had when I was fifteen

And no longer too young to know

You might think that I am old enough now

To know better than to lose control

But I saw her standing down by the waterfront

& I heard her laughter teasing like the breeze


River of sin, it’s pulling me in

Baptized by the devil’s own hands

River of sin that I’m drifting in

Clutching on to nothing, holding on to nothing but sand


She is etched on the ancient part of my brain

Like the drawings on the walls of a cave

And I’m too deep in it now to ever see the light

Too far down to ever be saved


‘Cause I smelled her hair as we walked across the bridge last night

& I felt her touch but it wasn’t enough


River of sin, it’s pulling me in

Baptized by the devil’s own hands

River of sin that I’m drifting in

Clutching on to nothing, holding on to nothing but sand


She is like a dream I had when I was fifteen

And no longer too young to know