Lay me down upon the road
Pull my hands over my throat
And the fall winds cry
And the bricks will die
And the thirst will come
Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt
And we go down we go
Little feet kickin from a single blow
And how we are
Naked in the moon with a feather song
And down we go
Stones in our pockets from the night before
And how we are
Broken with a crown from the mighty flood
Sew your seeds so carefully
Plant your flowers in the weeds
And it's moving fast
To a dusty path
Deep in my veins
Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt
And we go down we go
Little feet kickin from a single blow
And how we are
Naked in the moon with a feather song
And down we go
Stones in our pockets from the night before
And how we are
Broken with a crown from the mighty flood
Sometimes it takes a cold river
To heal my wounds
Let the water pull
The red fish moan
Upon the dirt
Upon the dirt