There was dirt in your mouth On the day we put you down There was blood on your teeth Like you were born to the ground I held your head As water filled your mouth When the branches scratched your eyes When the land began to flood This is my body dear that I've kept inside you And that you'll keep if you want to Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours Tonight the bells will cry This doesn't scare you It could if you want to We can run through the yard We can swim out in the swamp I cleaned your face And covered you in stones There was so much water there A hundred miles to make your own A butcher's boy Can make his song your tomb The prettiest girls Should always plan theirs for two This is my body dear that I've kept inside you And that you'll keep if you want to Here is what's left of what I have taken from yours Tonight the bells will cry This doesn't scare you It could if you want to We can run through the yard We can swim out in the swamp