Providence is mine and I'm going back to rhode Island
Where no one can find me and I will be high
The spirit's still alive you can hear them in the night
I'll make a fire with the wood from my pile
All of my troubles won't matter to me
All of my troubles won't matter to me
Stillness of my cabin nothing much could happen
But I still feel strange cause I noticed I changed
What will you do with all of the hours
And the ones after that when you're alone with your power
All of my troubles won't matter to me
All of my troubles won't matter to me
Night after night we pretend it's all right
Turning our back to the wall
Day after day it's always the same
I can't decide which is worse

One night I got lost in the wilderness of god
I could see the hotel I was cold and distraught
But I took a trip to forget my plight
Highway's a river that cuts through the night
I know it's hard but we can't be scared
The mess that they left us can still be repaired
Crying for peace and killing for jesus
I don't watch the news cause history repeats itself
All of my troubles won't matter to me
All of my troubles won't matter to me