Holy Water

"Across the border they turn water into wine
Some say its the devil's blood
They're squeezing from the vine
Some say its a saviour
In these hard and desperate times
For me it helps me to forget
That were just born to die (...)

In the blessed name of Jesus
I heard a preacher say
That we are Gods children
And He'd be back, back someday
And I hoped that he knew
Something as he drank his cup of wine
I didn't have too good of a feeling
As I head out to the night

I cursed the sky to open
I begged the clouds for rain
I prayed to God for water
For this burning in my veins
It was like my souls on fire
And I had to watch the flames
All my dreams went up in ashes
And my future blew away

Down in dry county
They're swimming in the sand
Praying for some holy water
To wash the sins from off our hands
Here in dry county
The promise has run dry
Where nobody cries
And no ones getting out of here alive

Men spend their whole lives waiting
Praying for their big reward
But it seems sometimes the payoff leaves you
Feeling like a dirty whore
If I could choose the way I'll die
Make it by the gun or knife
'cause the other way theres too much pain
Night after night after night"

(Bon Jovi - Dry County)

Isabel Reis Santos