Lyrics
I sat by the edgeless lake
I lay a swan among the shells
With breaths behind my eyes, a daze
I saw my dead friends' dead green graves
I lay beneath the autumn rain
The birds sat down in their chairs
I stared at the trees, I glared
The fog rested on my face
I was the heir of my land
My brothers, my lover, and my wife
I owned the roads and all the weirs
The food and the wind, my brothers, my friends
While I dreamed my winter away
I sat back in a springy bed
The warmth went in out of my bones
The sky, the grass, the trees, the snow
The world will dig out all my bones
They stack, turn rusted, weak and cold
My red cheeks all pale and dead
I'm alone, I'm not my deadbeat dad
