[instrumental]
Fill your pockets full of river stones For us, deep beneath the soul On your stockings a songbird sang Alone, all alone Oh, these things that hold onto
Lake swimming, shucking free Our deadened selves like snakes and corn do Our bodies tore off swimming suits And all the old notions, the cold ocean far
Sent on a mission to find out Just how much shit one man can take Went to the river to swim upstream But got dragged into the lake You're wide awake
There ain't nothing I would rather see Than you drying off on this dock I've been thinking, it's so good to be me But girl, on second thought Wish I
In the midnight We hurry up like every day time after time but it's ok nobody knows what's going on Another chance the same old song. You're dancing
Well you better get home cos your dad is awake Said he saw you last night making out by the lake With a boy that he hates He doesnt look at me the same
Here's the story of a man and his family And a big trip that they took Well, I heard all about in a restaurant And I read it in a history book They rented
We were standing Standing by peaceful waters Standing by peaceful waters Whoa, wah, oh wha, oh Whoa, wah, oh wha, oh Many years ago along the Illinois
[Solo: Henrik] My river cries a thousand tears The more it cries, the more I fear Am I to relief again, am I to die A world worth dying in Is a world
The grass needs mowin? It?s thick and overgrown The weeds grow tall Around Lake Brenda I hit the juice Puts gravel in my goose And helps me fall Into
( The Lake EP / Edgar Allen Poe ) In youth's spring, it was my lot To haunt of the wide earth a spot To which I could not love the less So lovely was
This house is full of secrets This house smells of ghosts Dreams that never woke Dreams that never woke Nightmares never spoke of Outside the water's
Back at last from yearning slumber when the nightly drama came to a close Hoping that fall will never come Salute the morning sun Inviting us to idleness
The one eyed old man told me that the face that I will see Has paralysed a thousand brave men sure of victory I cannot fight blindfoded and I`d freeze
Get me some divison, I called the dead by night to the god! Allay the chaos! Chains to my last victim! Set up the lights on the way to the skies
cold attacks me as the liquid is in touch muffled sounds from somewhere like unborn through the amniotic fluid getting upset to reach my air in this condition
Hey, you over there, won't you help a stranger? That's a sorry sight my friend, it's not me to make a fuss It's just that the water's cold and I can't