BACKWATER RISING

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

Cause 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