In the Water I Am Beautiful - Sweet Billy Pilgrim

The eyes of crows will snag my clothes

My seams to pick and snip

And bruises creep like smoke beneath

My wrinkled fingertips

When I cry my tears leave oily rainbows in the snow

But in the water I am beautiful

Them’s the breaks, the daily ache

So vague and ill-defined

And hearts will stop like broken clocks

As promises unwind

I feel like a souvenir, too tacky to be cool

But in the water I am beautiful

The cathode flash of all that trash

Lights me up like a star

And little kicks for little pricks

Are lined up on the bar

One more little push and I’ll surrender to the pull

But in the water I am beautiful

Water in my mouth — Words get pretty hard to swallow

Cold sets in my bones

Water in my ears — Words are pretty hard to follow

I’m old enough to feel like I’m alive

In the water I am beautiful