Sings the loudest as love's dying
Drift like garbage through the weekend
Write a pact on Sunday evening
To make a bed that's fit to lie in
When the summer is receding
Like a diver going under
I'm just asking for some water
Taste a threat in every offer
I go clothed into that river
Clothed to bed
Clothed into that river
Lay down my head
Lay down my head
Lay down my
In our boyhood we were singers
I couldn't help but compete witcha
I felt in your voice the meaning
I was circling in search of
Now your little girl is talking
But mama don't like to with ya
Do you go raising her on weekends?
Do you put up drywall 'till the day's through?
Do you go clothed into that river?
Clothed to bed
Clothed into that river
Lay down your head
Lay down your head
Lay down my clothes into that river
Clothes to bed
Clothes into that river
Lay down my head
Lay down my head
Lay down my
