Verse
F C Dm
Now I am standing alone at the top of your hill
F C Dm
With no one to meet me and no one...to pick up the bill
F C Dm
Guess that...my drinking has become a form of religion
F C Dm
I pray to it nightly on knees like a devoted christian
[Chorus]
F C Dm A#
And now I am a no one
F C Dm A#
And now I am a known one
[Verse 2]
F C Dm
You are the river, but baby, you know I can't swim
You run through me coldly through mountains, through trees and through hills
Guess that my drinking has become a form of a prison
And next to a veteran I lay on a cot, in a mission
[Chorus]
F C Dm A#
And now I am a no one
F C Dm A#
And now I am a known one
F C Dm A#
And now I am a no one
F C Dm A#
And now I am a known one