The riverbed is covered with pebbles

They skip fine, but they don't make a ripple

There's no line at "The Bait And Tackle"

The fish aren't biting, cause their sense is heightened

Cause we're falling on hard times for lonely people

Hard times for lonely people

Hard times for lonely people

If the world is my church than I am the steeple

There's not a lot to lay at the table

Drink in hand, and it speaks like a fable

I try to raise some Cain if I'm Able

But the fish aren't biting cuz they're all so frightened

But we're falling on hard times for lonely people

Hard times for lonely people

Hard times for lonely people

If the world is my church than I am the steeple

As God is our witness, we won't forget this

I won't forget this

No, we won't forget this

As God is our witness, we won't forget this