I know what I wanted
I know what I wanted
I know how I wanted this to be

You go down to the water
Drink down of the water
Walk up off the water, leave it be

This is not my time, brother
It is cold in heaven
And I’m not sprouting wings.

I’m drowning
Me
I’m drowning
Me, yeah

Brother can you see those birds?
They don’t look to heaven
They don’t need religion, they can see

They go down to the water




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