The Swamp

[Verse 1] Complicate Incubate the reserve Breed unlikely friends Like tick aching hand left on the windowsill This time of year the swamp gets full Disease approach the pond Bitter revelation Frantic compensation for flesh plus Crusted sour orange Yellow pump breathing Counting backwards [Chorus] In hindsight Hindsight In hindsight Hindsight Hindsight My eyesight My eyesight [Verse 2] Been on the way out Been here for a hundreds hours now By now the soles are battered Curled and knotted weathered and torn from barefoot races Hollowed stomach paces The swamp collects life [Chorus] In hindsight Hindsight Hindsight In eyesight Eyesight [Post-Chorus] I’m blindsided I could wait my turn Disease approach the pond How could you leave me like this? [Chorus] My hindsight Hindsight Hindsight [Bridge] Complicate Incubate the reserve This time of year the swamp gets full Disease approach the pond Disease approach the pond Breed unlikely friends Like tick aching hand Bitter revelation Frantic compensation for flesh plus Yellow pump breathing Backwards in hindsight [Chorus] Closed eyesight Eyesight Eyesight Eyesight