I walk to the church just to wash my hands
But I've grown so tired I can barely stand
All my tracks are covered in a foot of snow
And I'm getting sick of the debts I owe
Jesus Christ never warned me of the truth
And all I could lose on my way to you
But its a long way to walk and its getting late
Its a long way from hell at the gardens gate
Its a long way from hell at the gardens gate
Cold hard line up to Coeur D'Alene
My past it fades and no one hears my name
Looking right on through me and out to the stars
My story echoes with a lion's roar
All my demons greet me as the sun goes down
But I'm a long way from hell in this river town
Long way from hell in this river town