There was dirt in your mouth
On the day we put you down
There was blood on your teeth
Like you were born to the ground
I held your head
As water filled your mouth
When the branches scratched your eyes
When the land began to flood
This is my body dear that I've kept inside you
And that you'll keep if you want to
Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours
Tonight the bells will cry
This doesn't scare you
It could if you want to
We can run through the yard
We can swim out in the swamp
I cleaned your face
And covered you in stones
There was so much water there
A hundred miles to make your own
A butcher's boy
Can make his song your tomb
The prettiest girls
Should always plan theirs for two
This is my body dear that I've kept inside you
And that you'll keep if you want to
Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours
Tonight the bells will cry
This doesn't scare you
It could if you want to
We can run through the yard
We can swim out in the swamp