Of a muddy river's ebb and flow
Is a hand that will not let go
Of the fire that tore through the room below
Someone calls through the smoke...
"All you can do is try to breathe
And the ground gives way beneath your feet
It's the last place you want to be
Of a muddy river's ebb and flow
Is a hand that will not let you go
That belongs to someone like me
Who's holding your head and helping you