Dig my hands into the dirt
Ghost of a riverbed
Find a timepiece from
The water commissioner
In a whole town washed up and dead

Climbing in a crawlspace
Climb to survive
Climbing into our vehicles
Through the tunnel to the other side

I remember when we'd stand
With our feet at the river's edge
Wondering where the current
Would take us if we leapt

I remember when we'd stand
With our feet at the water's edge
Wondering where the current
Would take us if we leapt

Now I can't stop thinking
About how she used to smile
Standing by that tree
Near the ghost of the river
And where we said our last goodbye
Our last goodbye
Our last goodbye

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