judge me not ye saints
for my history may be tainted
but i'm sober enough to know blood when i see it

i've borne my share of stones
most of them easily thrown

but who's to deny
your wathershed side
leading me home?

what am i supposed to do about it now?
past regrets and long laments they find me somehow
o, what am i supposed to do about it now?
what i have to do but fall down?

to spy from far away
may seem that i'm one to betray

but o, how i try
the spirit to guide
the promise you made

(chorus)

hold me up
never let me go
love me when i am broken
and speak to me

(chorus)