I'm looking at the mirro as my shadow creeps the wall
Behind my reflection there you were making your last stop
Well god you parted the red sea, can you part it again please
Cause all I can see is my brother, circling the drain
So I, speak low, god I hear all his ghost notes. I speak slow god I don't want to chase him home
Ghost notes swiftly, passing through my room
take a turn for the door when they find out they're for you
BUT YOURE NOT SLEEPING, NOT THIS TIME
YOUR FUTURE WILL KEEP BLEEDING, TIL YOUR ARMS RUN DRY
So I, speak low, god I hear all his ghost notes. I speak slow god I don't want to chase him home
The creek flows from his veins like the jordan,
his hair rose to try and make his head float again
Speak low, speak low, speak low, be still, and Ill be still
wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
god please
wake up, wake up, wake up, god wake up, wake up, wake up
god wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
oh god
