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)