Providence is mine And I'm going back to Rhode Island Where no one can find me And I will be high The spirit's still alive You can hear them in the night I'll make a fire With the wood from my pile
All of my troubles won't matter to me
Stillness of my cabin Nothing much could happen But I still feel strange Cause I noticed I changed What will you do With all of the hours And the ones after that When you're alone with your power
All of my troubles won't matter to me
Night after night We pretend it's all right Turning our back to the wall Day after day It's always the same I can't decide which is worse
One night I got lost In the wilderness of God I could see the hotel I was cold and distraught But I took a trip To forget my plight Highway's a river that Cuts through the night
I know it's hard But we can't be scared The mess that they left us Can still be repaired Crying for peace And killing for Jesus I don't watch the news Cause history repeats itself