I can hear, the devil in the wind I can feel him, pulling on my skin Cold winds blowing through the home The bitterness, the bitterness I can see nothing in his fists But he looks back, arms out, tight lipped It's a slow move, and I don't seem to care But I'm falling back, just standing there Mud in the water Blood in the water Wait for me Someone's coming up and I just can't see Make me believe That this ain't the end of you and me I can feel winter in the wind The goodness is coming to an end Cold hands covering my eyes Your hands, are these your hands? Mud in the water Blood in the water Wait for me Someone's coming up and I just can't see Make me believe That this ain't the end of you and me Mud in the water coloring my eyes Blood in the water coloring my eyes Mud in the water coloring my eyes Blood in the water Wait for me Wait for me Wait for me Wait for me This ain't a garden, but pretty are the flowers and gorgeous the green, green grass She holds her heart, and he keeps on killing time with his eyes on the dates Figuring the lives in the ages somehow This ain't her service, but dark is the pit and heavy the stones in the dirt They hold the chains that keep on falling to places that we shouldn't be Believing it could never be me Never be me No one's standing tall Long is the fall As the hole grows small The earth that is filled keeps steady with the ground we walk How much longer must the mother keep her faith? Both her hands are filled with more than she gave With all the tears falling from her face The river flows around her as she waits No one's standing tall And long is the fall As the hole grows small The blood that was spilled, we'll never know all that well