And when the angels come
They'll cut you down the middle
To see if you're still there.
To see if you're still there.
And underneath your ribs
They'll find a heart-shaped locket,
An old photograph
Of you in Daddy's arms.
And then they'll sow you closed
And give you back to the water
From where we're all born
From where we're all born
And you'll feed the ghosts
And you'll feed the living
You will be a stranger
And you'll be a friend
You'll be the leper
You'll be the healer
You'll be the hero
And the tragedy
And when they sow you closed
They'll give you back to the water
From where we're all born
From where we're all born
When they burn your body
All that's left is sand crystals
Two tiny handfuls
All the rest is water, water, water
All you need to know
Is you are born of water
You are made of water
You are merely water, water, water
All you need to know
Is you are born of water
You are made of water
You are merely water, water, water