Blue Water Baboon Farm

walking by a river I
reach my hands to cup the sky
run down my arms
a bitter blue
turn to red and
the gashes grow
the river taste me I am
so much more then I have ever been
oh, oh, oh, oh
take this my arms
take this my eyes
that this my mouth and all this
seems to be completely true
yeah

walking by a river I
reach my hands to cup the sky
run down my arms
a bitter blue
turn to red and
the gashes grow
the river taste me I am
so much more then I have ever been
oh, hey, hey, hey

its ok, its alright
take this my arms
take this my eyes
that this my mouth and all this
seems to be completely true