Of all the things that you're about to lose
This will be the most painful
Down in the floodplains waitin' on a cure
Blessed be the water may the water make us pure
Forms will be unborn in the mirror within the mirror
Wake and I have been reborn
The tide concedes that homely shore and I am
Benighted all my lines unlearned
Cry out will God or somebody please
Restore me to that empty room
Expands out like hot air balloons
A woman comes she brings me food
I shit the bed in solitude
My life one brief unbroken loop
Goes round and round with nothing left to hold onto
Then what's that song keeps hounding me
In the still dark of the morning
Just one more cradle down the creek
Au revoir my little memories
This is not your loss this is your offering