Waterwheel

Four years and I'm bottoming out
First came the flood, now there's a drought
48 degrees: no spring, no freeze
The water won't run if you don't hurry back to me

Two hands on the waterwheel
The cold creek runs through everyone from here

You may find another side
But I liked it more when you were alive

Four years and I'm hollowing out
Survivor guilt and ordinary doubt
48 degrees: no spring, no trees
The water won't run if you don't hurry back to me

Two hands on on the waterwheel
The cold creek runs through everyone from here

Don't lie to me, I've had those dreams
One tunnel leads to another
Don't lie to me, I've had those dreams
You go, I won't

Oh, you can imagine
I'll be anything you can image
Oh, you can imagine
I'll be anything you can image

The booming voice reverberates
From the bench the stained glass
Tiny plastic keys at his fingertips
As they murder the hymns
What I didn't do doesn't matter now
It's far beyond repair
I close my eyes as tight as I can
Make it happen to me again
Do it all over again
Do it all over again
Do it all over again