Water Tower – …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead
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Down the road at the top of the hill where the water tower stood D’you remember the path that led up from the yellow house? On that day at the end of the summer we climbed the tower again Threw our clothes off then slowly dropped down to the water and swam The water and swam
Our resolve and our fears paint the skies As we float through the shadow and light What’s it called when your will to survive And your longing to die become one And dissolve?
Through the years as we passed through the lows and the highs of pain and love Every summer I always looked back on that yellow house and laugh Then when Brady died, we always talked of the guard tower in the woods Our reunions a chance to remember the childhood that was Found then lost
Every year is a chance to defy All the troubles our lives have thrown on What’s it called when your will to survive And your longing to die become one And dissolve?
Our resolve and our fears paint the skies As we float through the shadow and light What’s it called when your will to survive And your longing to die become one And dissolve?