Waterkill Songtext
von Red House Painters

It isn′t great trying to breath
From the bottom of the fate lake
I feel the vibes as feet of Christ go by
Large and small and fast they fall
Under melting summer sky

Praying for my dear breath
Don't want to face my fear of death
Dredge and fork and dive and fish
For everyone′s best wish
But still with my eyes and tears


Without breath, even still
I like it down here in the waterkill
Without breath, even still
I like it down here in the waterkill

(Instrumental)

Separate from the shoal of unserious
Who fed upon my dwindling life
Robbed what dim and dying soul that I might

Settled in nervous core
Days down, recollecting youth before
Holding my dear self
Don't want to feel my flesh unfelt

Slowest tortoise, fastest shark
I watch from the bottom of the lake dark
Slowest tortoise, fastest shark
I watch from the bottom of the lake dark

(Instrumental)