Backwater - Meat Puppets

And when I wake up in the morning

To feel the daybreak on my face.

There’s a blood that’s flowing through the feeling

Witha knife to open up the sky’s veins.

Some things will never change

They just stand there looking backwards

Half-unconsious from the pain.

They may seem rearranged.

In the backwater swirling

There is something that’ll never change.

And when I shoulda been gone a long time

It laughs, and says I find ways.

Just when they’re sheltered under paper

The rockets come at us sideways.

(Bridge)

Hey, I’m blind.

Good Fine.

Roll the time

On whose dime.

And when I wake up in the morning

To feel the daybreak on my face.

There’s a blood that’s flowing through the feeling

Witha knife to open up the sky’s veins.