From Your Knees

He tore down the work

of 17 years brick by brick

And stone by stone

No hammer was swingin'

cause cheatin' and drinkin'

Don't need no help wreckin' a home

Ah, but when he came back

through the dust and the rubble

Of what he had once called his life

He dropped to his knees in sheer

disbelief of the total destruction inside

There were empty closets and empty drawers

And a tearstained note on the kitchen floor

And burning memories in the fireplace

He waited too late to say he was wrong

His house was still standing

but his home was gone

Brother, you would not believe

What you can see from your knees

Right then and there

in an old sinner's prayer

He told things he'd kept in the dark

There was no use in lying

cause the man who was listening

Could see every room in his heart

Ah, he took empty whisky bottles,

little black book and all

To the fire she left on the grate

Ah, sometimes a man

will change on his own

But sometimes I tell you it takes

Empty closets and empty drawers

And a tearstained note

on the kitchen floor

And burning memories in the fireplace

He waited to late to say he was wrong

His house was still standing

he'd fight for his home

Brother, you would not believe,

oh you would not believe

What you can see from your knees