Muddy water at my feet,
I wade in slowly to my knees.
This is love, what did you expect?
This is love, what did you expect?
Something pretty?
I stain my fingers,
Casting ripples.
This blacked sand is suffocating,
I'll keep sinking while you're waiting.
With rocks in my pockets,
Rocks in my pockets,
Oh no,
Rocks in my pockets,
Down we go.
Down we go.
You never wanted this desire,
So you fight against your stiffened suit,
Rushing toward the mire.
You join me frenzied,
Take my hand,
But my heavy clothes have found their home
Along the river's floor,
It's gonna take more than that to pull me out.
With rocks in my pockets,
Rocks in my pockets,
Oh no,
Rocks in my pockets,
Down we go.
Down we go.
I wish you'd learned to swim,
You would be bolder then.
You'd have kissed my lips
Before they were blue and shivering.
It's easier to drown instead.
It's easier to drown instead.
With rocks in my pockets,
Rocks in my pockets,
Oh no,
Rocks in my pockets,
Down we go.
Down we go.
Down we go.
It's easier to drown instead.
It's easier to drown instead.
It's easier to drown instead.
It's easier to drown instead.
credits
from Tunneling,
released July 1, 2011
Emily Peal - vocals, piano
Andrew G. Nault - drums
David Marvuglio - bass
Mike Agentis - guitar, mandolin
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