You'd been haunting my muddy waters
Crawling ashore with me
From the rivers, lakes, and oceans
That carried you back in my dreams
Long road to my baptism in our headwaters
but you felt weightless
As pretty as the day you met me
Up the canyon in your thin white dress
And I was supposed to be dead to you
And you, you're supposed to be dead too
But the rivers in my dreams are lovely with you
I just can't shake it, and now I know
I don't have to
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