I do not go to the army with no rivers oh, my Father
The angels are waiting there, they're laughing at me
They're laughing at me
Now they turn their back
Did I walk the road?
You can hear it
Wishing to speak
For is this a wandering soul
Or is this the remarkable point of no return?
Oh Lord, where should I go?
Over and over and over and over
Where I can find you
I do not go to the army with no rivers oh, my Father
I waited for the lightning to strike me
Over and over and over and over
And over and over and over
Oh Lord
Over and over and over and over
And over and over
Oh Lord
Over and over and over and over
And over and over
I do not go to the army with no rivers oh, my Father
Over and over
