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 grips
And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go
And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go
The 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 cement
And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go
And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go
Yeah, I'll let it go
And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go
And I take my sins
Down to the street
To be judged
And then I'll let it go
Yeah, let it go now
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