Within this box there is a gift And with this cane I concentrate And with these shoes I go flying 'Til the demons all wake up and come to grips And I take my sins Down to the street To be judged And then I'll let it go And I take my sins Down to the street To be judged And then I'll let it go The water's blue and rushes past me And through the clouds I will lament And if I call, I will deliver Or crack my head on the cement And I take my sins Down to the street To be judged And then I'll let it go And I take my sins Down to the street To be judged And then I'll let it go Yeah, I'll let it go And I take my sins Down to the street To be judged And then I'll let it go And I take my sins Down to the street To be judged And then I'll let it go Yeah, let it go now