Swampfire Blues

Down in the thick of the slow-moving stream

Where the moss hangs low like a heavy dream

I saw the water rise under the willow tree (hmmmm)

Oh,

the current is pulling us down

Deep in the mud where the memories drown (yeah)

Two-headed alligator watching from the bank

Drinking from a rusted iron fuel tank

Time is just a circle in the green-water haze

(oh Lord)

Oh,

the current is pulling us down

Deep in the mud where the memories drown (yeah)

Lost in the heat,

lost in the rot

Forgetting everything we forgot (ahhhh)

Oh, the

current is

pulling us down

Deep in the mud where the memories drown

(yeah, drown) (hmmmm)