Walking by the river I
reach my hands to cup the sky
run down my arms a bitter blue
turn to red and the gashes grew

The river taste me
I am so much more than I have ever been
oh, oh

Take this my arms
take this my eyes
take this my mouth
and all it says to be
completely true
oh

wives and witches
turn your head my way
wives and witches
man I leave you there crying
wives and witches
and man they say we are open wide, but no
wives and witches
take and leave him, we are leaving
wives and witches
no choice but to fold one inside the other
and I leave her by her own

Walking by the river I
reach my hands to cup the sky
run down my arms a bitter blue
turn to red and the gashes grew, oh

Take this my arm
take this my eyes
take this my mouth
and all it says to be
completely true
yeah, oh

Wives and witches
when I'm here seeing them take our soul
and an ocean grow, no one, no, to lay me down
and light will shine upon my soul
wives and witches
and those I dig a [?] for me