Some saints have fallen from on high through cold stained glass Fires calling, crawling down the burning match Cold flies, the wicked bills they crash No prayer to save me from my haunted past Hey man, I know where the river goes Hey man, you will reap what you sow You can't find a way to take your heart and make it fly away So you can't live another day without this pain Better loved than lost and never loved at all That's what they say, a black heart is gonna pay for what it's done Lay down upon the cold, cold ground Come now, the water's raging out Hey man, I know where the river goes Hey man, you will reap what you sow Hey man, I know where the river goes Hey man, you will reap what you sow Hey man, I know where the river goes