St. Lawrence River

Smells on the air
see there its crushing
the final impression
the stains on the paper
where words fell like water
unearth all the changes that never did matter
i think its beginning to freeze here
caught in the rage and the fire of things
all the brightness that burns me
im fumbling through like a child in the dark
when the nakedness comes i am
shocked by the colour
the glorious weight of your skin
comes alive
and i never thought we'd make it back so soon
might be nice but i knew you'd be your own destroyer
comes a time
and i always thought i'd make it up to you

here please forgive me
how could we escape all the bitterness piled upon
bitterness
held in the face of the things
that i don't understand intellectualize over
and over
this helplessness suits us
its funny how quiet it has slipped to our corners
and worn all our edges away you are watching
breathing and baiting
wanting and warming
and cautiously waiting for some simple signal
to creep cross your conscience
uncover redemption and oh did i mention i carried you down
to the St. Lawrence river
the banks running dirty
the waters beginning to freeze here
solid by morning and i'll freeze here
winter by morning
comes alive
and i never thought you'd get me back so soon
might be nice but its only if my own destroyer
comes alive
and i always knew i'd make it up to you

i saw on your face such a curious grin
as i let go your hand i was
desperate to hold you again
but you're sinking
to deep in the water outsmarted myself and so easily
gave up what i wanted
solid by morning
what i wanted
winter by morning
comes alive
and i never thought you'd make it up so soon
might be nice but i always knew you're my destroyer
comes a time
and i always thought i'd make it up to you

solid by morning
and i'll freeze here
winter by morning