From the recording Where The River Runs Dry

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Lyrics and Music by Bob Koch
Produced by Jonathan Clark, Co-produced by Rich Mangicaro and Bob Koch
Bob Koch - Guitar and Vocals
Jonathan Clark - Electric Guitars, Bass, Vocals
Rich Mangicaro - Percussion and Drums
Christi Clark - Vocals

Lyrics

I bet he don’t sleep much
Thinking up lies
Covering up tracks
Takes a lot time

He was given everything
But I’m gonna bet he’ll lose
So dirty but I can
See right through

Don’t know if there’s a hell below us
Or a heaven in the sky
But a day is coming when he’s walking
Where the river runs dry

There’s shadows in the hills
and vultures in the sky
and there’s no way out of
where the river runs dry

He can hide all day
never make a sound
Even try to get lost in a crowd

It’ll catch up
When he least expects
Be prepared there’s no going back

There was a fork in the road
He chose long ago
He can try to forget it but he’s headed
Where the river runs dry

All day long
He’ll self-aggrandize
But soon be repenting
Where the river runs dry

How do you stand with who seeks to divide?
Are you lost boy?
Did you take a wrong turn somewhere down the line?
You think that’s god on his side?
Be careful or you’ll find yourself
Where the river runs dry

Watch your deeds
Count your blessings
Remember what you give
In turn you receive


He wakes to a sweat
From a dream last night
Just a taste of what’s coming when he’s walking
Where the river runs dry

Don’t know if there’s a hell below us
Or a heaven in the sky
But a day is coming when he’s walking
Where the river runs dry