Stick upon stick Held tight and slick Building a house for her young Life underwater is chilly and dim Behind the dam wall snakes a river of sin It's fast and it's thick but she'll never give in Down came her tail when the boy learned to swim
He'll be taken for sure by wolves or a bear Off in a dark wood dying bloodied and bare Meanwhile the son swimming fast and strong Had scars on his back, his strength was never gone But alive and living he remained Everything new and beautiful The scars were more evidence of the Freedom he felt in his life, But not in his heart…
