God was in the water that day Pickin' through the roots and stones Trippin' over sunken logs Tryin' not to make his presence known God was in the water that day Wadin' in careful steps Bubbles risin' from his feet Comin' up from the muddy depths Castin' out a line Castin' out a line to the shadows Castin' out a line but no one's biting I am at my pitiful desk Starin' at he colorless walls Wishin' I was any place else Down into a dream I fall Sittin' in a tiny boat Driftin' on the mindless sea And if I disappear At least I'm floating free Castin' out a line Castin' out a line to the darkness Castin' out a line but no one's biting God was in the air that day Breathin' out a haunted breeze Tryin' not to make a sound Shufflin' through the dried up leaves God was in the air that day Circlin' like a drunken hawk Sweepin' with a hungry eye Over the ground I walk Castin' out a line Castin' out a line to the darkness Castin' out a line but no one's biting Castin' out a line Castin' out a line to the shadows Castin' out a line but no one's biting
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