Backwater rising
Flooding the fields
The levee is broken

Soon the crops will drown
Who is this stranger
Wearing my face

I need an anchor
To hold my place


Feel the water pulling at my feet
Trying to take away myself from me
But I won't be the one to shed my skin

To find the end you have to begin somewhere

Lost my dice in the river

Betting quarters at a time
The sickness of wanting
What's not mine

Empty bottles and road signs
One traffic light
Just waiting on the right shade of green


Feel the water pulling at my feet
Trying to take away myself from me

But I won't be the one to shed my skin
To find the end you have to begin somewhere


Feel the water
Feel the water now
Feel the water I won't shed my skin

Feel the water now
Because I finally love myself


The house is still standing
Rotting slow in tall weeds
But you can still find shelter

In the limbs of dead trees