Lyrics

Pictures on her wall, a bible in her hand Children never call, she misses her old man Rain on the window, quiet as a tear And if you never felt 'em, never know they're here Someone's cryin' in the hall Good Lord, help us all While we try to stay afloat If you would, Lord, send a boat Holes in the wall, a bottle by his bed Holes in his past, empty as his head He's younger when he dreams, he's older than his years And if he never wakes up, he'll know why he's here Someone's cryin' in the hall Good Lord, help us all While we try to stay afloat If you would, Lord, send a boat The writing's on the wall, there's a bruise on his face Daddies come and go, his momma's on a date He's just cold and hungry, and playin' ain't no fun And if he ever grows up, he'll get him a gun Someone's cryin' in the hall Good Lord, help us all While we try to stay afloat If you would, Lord, send a boat If you would, Lord, send a boat