Black Water Child Lyrics

Black Water Child lyrics

Down here underneath the microscope

It's hard to cope

Don't hide your face in your hands 'cause if your eyes play tricks

It's outta my control



It's gonna be

A long cold winter

The skeletons of trees

My black water child



If you don't love me, well, don't shove me out into the dark

Without a flashlight or a spark

And these stitches cling like bitches to my arms

For all my charms



It's gonna be

A crooked little winter

The skeletons of trees

My black water child



She's walking home to the devil's flowers

The broken bones, heavy hours

We stayed out late, it's a lighthouse trait

And we'll take our time, time