Testo In The Shallows

down by the water, i searched for you and tried to call your name. your name; i always misspell it and i found you out on the dry river bed. the river that was golden due to lack of rain falling on the hemisphere. the echo of the memory; the place where we used to save the world. the world that came crashing down on my head when i found you dead in the shallows. SUNDAY, WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO AND LEAVE ME STANDING WHERE YOU FELL? the men; they kept coming. to the old apple tree near the church, god, they strung me, they strung me. the world; it came crashing down on my head when i found you dead in the shallows. "you've got the wrong man!" i screamed and they laughed and brandished their pistols and flashed me their knives. "you've got the wrong man! please set me free!" they tightened their grip on the trigger and I closed my eyes. they tightened their grip on the trigger and said, "prepare to die."