I would never cause nobody to sin
I would never start a fight
You’ll never find me lost in the middle of town in the middle of the night.

I’m out there under the stars, in the tents and fields
In the dark of the valley where
God’s people really know how to kneel

Listen to the sound of water falling down
On the feet of the one on the edge of the road
Many pass right by and never even know

I would never run away from here
I will always come around
Give me a place at the table and I’ll sit right down

I’m at home with the wholesome folk
The kind who take me in
Break your bread with the ones who’d never leave you in the wind

Listen to the sound of water falling down
From the Sun, from the one with his head in the clouds
The unsung voice is calling out so loud

There’s a home for the hopeless here
A place to lay it down
Why go anywhere else when I can stand on holy ground?

I was thinking a lot about The Salvation Army when I wrote this song. They’re out there in the tents and fields. Break your bread with the ones who’d never leave you in the wind.