Take my hands out of my pockets - pull an old watch from my vest
Wipe my eyes still not believing - feel the hurt within my breast
And I note the day and hour and the moment that I see
Something here in black and white - what I thought could never be
There's a line drawn down the middle - and it seems now too far gone
To erase the fading footprints that deny the side I'm on
I have chosen without choosing when I look the other way
And I offer only silence when my brothers bow and pray
There are none whose marks are darker than the ones I know are mine
When the sun's up in the morning let me be the first in line
Let me go down to the river - there's a man there every day
Pushing people neath the water washing all their sins away
One more moment at the crossroads - one more time to make my choice
Scream in horror at the evil or refuse to lift my voice
You decide he's underserving - kneel upon him like he's stone
When one breath becomes his last I find I cannot catch my own
There are none whose marks are darker than the ones I know are mine
When the sun's up in the morning let me be the first in line
Let me go down to the river - there's a man there every day
Pushing people neath the water washing all their sins away
We have no more light to guide us - no one's beckoned from afar
Devil laughing with his demons - he's exactly who they are
And we follow now the leader like it's one more schoolyard game
But instead we bury coffins writing one more graveyard name
But there's none whose marks are darker than the ones I know are mine
When the sun's up in the morning let me be the first in line
Find the man still waiting there - finding somehow strength to say
"Hold me down beneath the water 'til my sins are washed away"