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