Deep , Deep is the Blue My body is movin' against its will My hands are warmin' up to the flames of Hell Am I back slidin' or runnin' away from the chosen few ? Dark is the hour , black is the night and deep ,deep is the blue Sin so thick my soul cannot see My mind wanders to places I shouldn't be Where the snake speaks and the beast howls and I play the fool Dark is the hour , black is the night and deep , deep is the blue The sheeps not in the meadow The sheeps not in the corn The sheep are in the desert Forsaken and forlorn Can anybody tell me where the sheperds gone Every night I have this same dream She stands there but she's not with me As the sun sets over the mountain , her lovers shadow grew Dark is the hour black is the night and deep , deep is the blue -Rob McNurlin copyright Buffalo Skinner Music BMI