Verso 1: Now I am standing alone at the top of your hill With no one to meet me and no one’to pick up the bill Guess that’my drinking has become a form of religion I pray to it nightly on knees like a devoted christian And now I am a no one And now I am a known one Verso 2: You are the river, but baby, you know I can't swim You run through me coldly through mountains, through trees and through hills Guess that my drinking has become a form of a prison And next to a veteran I lay on a cot, in a mission And now I am a no one And now I am a known one And now I am a no one And now I am a known one