Album: Drinking From a Salt Pond
I can hear, the devil in the wind
I can feel him, pulling on my skin
Cold winds blowing through the home
The bitterness, the bitterness
I can see nothing in his fists
But he looks back, arms out, tight lipped
It’s a slow move, and I don’t seem to care
But I’m falling back, just standing there
Mud in the water
Blood in the water
Wait for me
Someone’s coming up and I just can’t see
Make me believe
That this ain’t the end of you and me
I can feel winter in the wind
The goodness is coming to an end
Cold hands covering my eyes
Your hands, are these your hands?
Mud in the water
Blood in the water
Wait for me
Someone’s coming up and I just can’t see
Make me believe
That this ain’t the end of you and me
Mud in the water coloring my eyes
Blood in the water coloring my eyes
Mud in the water coloring my eyes
Blood in the water
Wait for me
Wait for me
Wait for me
Wait for me
This ain’t a garden, but pretty are the flowers
And gorgeous the green, green grass
She holds her heart
And he keeps on killing time with his eyes on the dates
Figuring the lives in the ages somehow
This ain’t her service
But dark is the pit and heavy the stones in the dirt
They hold the chains that keep on falling to places that we shouldn’t be
Believing it could never be me
Never be me
No one’s standing tall
Long is the fall
As the hole grows small
The earth that is filled keeps steady with the ground we walk
How much longer must the mother keep her faith?
Both her hands are filled with more than she gave
With all the tears falling from her face
The river flows around her as she waits
No one’s standing tall
And long is the fall
As the hole grows small
The blood that was spilled, we’ll never know all that well