God Was In The Water - Bonnie Raitt

God was in the water that day

Pickin' through the roots and stones

Trippin' over sunken logs

Tryin' not to make his presence known

God was in the water that day

Wadin' in careful steps

Bubbles risin' from his feet

Comin' up from the muddy depths

Castin' out a line

Castin' out a line to the shadows

Castin' out a line but no one’s biting

I am at my pitiful desk

Starin' at he colorless walls

Wishin' I was any place else

Down into a dream I fall

Sittin' in a tiny boat

Driftin' on the mindless sea

And if I disappear

At least I’m floating free

Castin' out a line

Castin' out a line to the darkness

Castin' out a line but no one’s biting

God was in the air that day

Breathin' out a haunted breeze

Tryin' not to make a sound

Shufflin' through the dried up leaves

God was in the air that day

Circlin' like a drunken hawk

Sweepin' with a hungry eye

Over the ground I walk

Castin' out a line

Castin' out a line to the darkness

Castin' out a line but no one’s biting

Castin' out a line

Castin' out a line to the shadows

Castin' out a line but no one’s biting