The Bath

The water talks to me It teaches me to swim Watching myself bathe without ever going in The current sings to me in crowning harmony A reel without film To watch is not to see Doomsday is coming, let the Earth attack And while the crowd is running, I'll be here instead The village green, far from the beachhead Your demon met me here Your demon met me here Your demon met me here I'm watching smoke billow from my mouth I take off my shirt This river flows South The stranger's a deer camping in the foothills It lived another year without becoming roadkill Doomsday is coming, let the Earth attack And while the crowd is running, I'll be here instead The village green, far from the beachhead Your demon met me here Your demon met me here