Water Under the Bridge

All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect the winds
 All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect
 There's a saint under this sanctuary
 Saw her smoking at 2 am last night
 I guess I was bound to forgive her
 And she's swept in a shroud of silver
 But she has not set a foot wrong in her life
 It must be the truth she delivers
 All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect the winds
 All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect the winds
 Saints don't take things back
 Makes no sense to act
 All is black and white
 Humans make mistakes
 Saints are not to blame
 Don't you wonder why?
 All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect the winds
 All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect the winds
 All this water under the bridge
 All this hanging over the cliff
 Trying to say something that sticks
 Trying to redirect the