Chokebore Cursor
South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were
left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under
blackened and swollen skies.
They're nothing but cold little demons; they're nothing
but scared little mice.
They're nothing but cold little demons, swimming back and
forth under the ice.
I called to tell you I am drowning.
I called to say that I am drowned.
The dirt around my feet can whisper.
The dirt around here screams out loud.
See.
The people that I know won't touch me; they stay as far
as they can be.
I guess they think that they can't trust me, and I can't
kill what I can't see.
See.
South east Tyger river is swollen and all the divers were
left there to die, swimming in circles like lizards under
blackened and swollen skies.
They're nothing but cold little demons; they're nothing
but cold little mice.
They're nothing but sad little demons, swimming back and
forth under the ice.
I called to tell you I am drowning.
