My Sin

Within this box there is a gift

And with this cane I concentrate

And with these shoes I go flying

'Til the demons all wake up and come to gripsAnd I take my sins

Down to the street

To be judged

And then I'll let it goAnd I take my sins

Down to the street

To be judged

And then I'll let it goThe water's blue and rushes past me

And through the clouds I will lament

And if I call, I will deliver

Or crack my head on the cementAnd I take my sins

Down to the street

To be judged

And then I'll let it goAnd I take my sins

Down to the street

To be judged

And then I'll let it goYeah, I'll let it goAnd I take my sins

Down to the street

To be judged

And then I'll let it goAnd I take my sins

Down to the street

To be judged

And then I'll let it goYeah, let it go now