Swampfire Vortex

(hmmm, yeah)

Black water rising to my knees

Spanish moss hanging from the trees (oh yeah) Inexplicable green mist on

the bayou floor

I don't think I can find my way

home no more

Something is calling from the deep mud

Running like poison through my blood

Lost in the swamp,

losing my mind

(ohhh) Leaving the real world

far behind

Sinking down slow where the gators play

Drifting further

every

single day

Old Creole secrets in the air

Fireflies dancing everywhere

(look at 'em go)

Strange lights spinning on the dark lagoon

Dancing underneath a blood red moon

Time gets muddy when you go this deep

(so deep) Wakeful dreamers never get to sleep

Drifting away... Sinking

so slow...

(down, down, down)