closer

the water is deep and the river wide, my face to the wind against the tide, this boat is small and the night is black, the storm is raging but i won't turn, back to the shallows where i ran aground, in the muck, in the mire of the shame and doubt, and all the lies that they ever told, i'll be damned if the devil's gonna sink my soul, i'm getting close, closer, i can almost touch the north star, i'm getting close, closer, this little boat's the hand of god, the water is deep and the river wide, there's a porch light burning on the other side, i can hear my name sung sweet and low, the voice of my mother calling me home, beyond the limits of my mortal mind, where grace abounds and love is blind, these old bones are gonna disappear, with the hate, the worry and all my fear, i'm getting close, closer, i can almost touch the north star, i'm getting close, closer, this little boat's the hand of god, i'm getting close, closer, i can almost touch the north star, i'm getting close, closer, this little boat's the hand of god, this little boat's the hand of god