Each winter the creek would overflow And I would undergo a transformation Feet enveloped in dirty water

At the road’s edge

Shoulders cloaked in rainwater overhead

I would throw myself into the New Year Making resolutions and cleaning

Old wounds in flood water

Old wounds in flood water

Keeping peace in this creek where I lay Let me ease into sleep, lift the weight

Each winter, rain hood over my head Hovering beside my freshwater stream Scream freely, nobody would catch the sound Belly-up and drowned is how I’d lay

I would throw myself into the New Year Making resolutions and cleaning

Old wounds in flood water Old wounds in flood water

Keeping peace in this creek where I lay Let me ease into sleep, lift the weight

Ooo, the weight