Four years and I'm bottoming out First came the flood, now there's a drought 48 degrees, no spring and no freeze The water won't run if you don't hurry back to me Two hands on the waterwheel The cold creek runs through everyone from here You may find another side but i Liked it more when you were alive Four years and I'm hollowing out Survivor guilt and ordinary doubts 48 degrees, no spring and no freeze The water won't run if you don't hurry back to me Two hands on on the waterwheel The cold creekruns through everyone from here Don't lie to me, I've had those dreams One tunnel leads to another Don't lie to me, I've had those dreams You go, I won't The booming voice reverberates From the bench the stained gla** Tiny plastic keys at his fingertips As they murder the hymns What I didn't do doesn't matter now It's far beyond repair I close my eyes As tight as I can Make it happen to me again I do it all over again