Waterkill - Red House Painters

It isn’t great tryin' to breathe

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 meltin' summer sky

Prayin' 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 ears

Without breath, even still

I like it down here in waterkill

Without breath, even still

I like it down here in waterkill

Separate from the shoal of unserious

Who fed upon my dwindlin' life

Robbed what dim and dyin' soul that I might

Settled in the nervous core

Days down, recollectin' youth before

Holdin' 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