Testo Bell Weather

Go to sleep
All could be a dream
Or a memory
Of what you used to be
Up to your knees
Where all the waters meet
All the fallen leaves
Swim across your feet Severed from all their trees
Oh yeah
Do you know about it
Do yah?
Oh yeah
Do you know about it
Do yah?
Do you know about it?
Go to sleep
Further in the reeds
Keeping what you need
While picking out the seeds
Underneath
The waters that we breach
Lie the rotting teeth Of what we try to see
But it’s something too harrowing
Oh yeah
Do you know about it
Do yah?
Oh yeah
Do you know about it
Do yah?
Do you know about it?
Do yah?