The river is forming skin,
With blood on blood, it’s moving.
And I want to feel it grow,
With arms and eyes. I think it knows,
You won’t come around here.
With fangs and claws, it knows you’re near.
The river is forming skin,
With blood on blood, it’s moving.

My lungs are growing tighter,
To breathe I must escape the fire.
But oh, the tentacles of water can’t find me.
From end to end we are undone.
And all of the branches of this stream,
are not the only, the only ones.

The river is forming skin,
With blood on blood, it’s moving.
And I want to feel it grow,
With arms and eyes. I think it knows,
You won’t come around here.
With fangs and claws, it knows you’re near.
The river is forming skin,
With blood on blood, it’s moving.

Kaleidoscope of nature,
With colors that bleed between the vines.
But oh, the chemicals are falling,
Where we sleep.
From end to end we are undone.
But all of the branches from this tree,
Are not the only, the only ones.

In time, over these years, I’ve found another.
Cast off into the pines, into each other.

In time over these years i found another.
(In time I find am I friend or foe?)
Cast off into the pines, into each other.
(My eyes spread design. Am I friend or foe)
In time.
Fault line.
I’ll find, I’m,

The river is forming skin,
With blood on blood, it’s moving.
And I want to feel it grow,
With arms and eyes. I think it knows,
You won’t come around here.
With fangs and claws, it knows you’re near.
The river is forming skin,
With blood on blood, it’s moving.

Will I find?

My lungs are growing tired,
To breathe I must escape the fire.

My lungs are growing tighter,
To breathe I must escape the fire.
But oh the chemicals are falling.