Did you lay down in the river
let it wash across your skin
did you scrub your hands until they bled
from the scars of all your sins
did you think maybe you’ld cleanse your soul
with a single bar of soap
it doesn’t seem too likely
but one can only hope
Did you conjur up the perfect crime
did you love the way it felt
you must have been surprised to see
the hand that you were dealt
Did you think that you could steal away
and play them fools for dopes
I fear it wasn’t hard for you
but one can only hope
Did you scramble up the causeway
looking for a somewhere to cower
did you find refuge and comfort
or a night of sleepless hours
Did you pray to some unworthy God
asking for the strength to cope
did it surprise you when he passed you by
one can only hope
You must have been impressed
by the heft of your chagrin
as you took your aim and clutched that gun
up tight beneath your chin
was your trigger finger itching
when you had me in your scope
did you hesitate or waiver
one can only hope