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Dry the River - Bible Belt |
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'Lo and behold your mother is drinking again |
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This might be the coldest winter since records began |
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You were alone and steady with wintry calm |
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Leading the children softly across the fold |
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In the morning you march your sisters like soldiers to school |
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'Cause lo and behold your father has drunk quite a few |
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You were alone and steady with wintry calm |
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Somewhere inside the fire of your youth went dark |
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But you swear blind there is no weight in the water pail |
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And you say 'my love, you take the cards that you're dealt' |
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There's no guiding light arcing a line to Bethlehem |
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And when it's dark outside, you light the fire yourself |
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Darling when the ice caps melt |
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When the devils in the bible belt |
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Don't you cower in your bed |
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I'll be at the five-four-five |
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You can meet me at the railway line |
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Don't look so staid |
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'Cause we've been through worse than this before we could talk |
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And the trick of it is, don't be afraid anymore |
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Oh, the trick of it is, don't be afraid anymore |
