In the skeletal remains Of a pool long since drained Filled with rain Reclaimed by nature
Through the dark, I wade As if in its glory days Knowing that I'll make myself sick From the water Knowing all my tears and rage Could load a revolver
I used to think, you must be the water I drink Holding me down in these waters, down beneath Singing to the sound of my screaming
But now I see
In the dark I wait Right here where I once sunbathed With all my dreams unfit for day With all my tears and all my rage
I used to think you must be the water I drink Holding me down in these waters, down beneath Singing to the sound of my screaming I used to dream of the day it'd be just you and me Like the wild west Both of us shooting 'till one of us was dead
