Bring Water

Sometimes when the well is empty
I go walking down all the old roads
In the life of love and plenty
Still, I feel the orphan call inside of me…
Bring water, bring water, bring water
Something’s on fire
Bring water, bring water, bring water
Oh, must be my heart
I read the letters that she sent me
See my photographs
Remembering the ones I threw away
When there’s no harbor in my body
No respite, boats are burning out at sea…
Oh lift me up
Oh welcome flood
River is rising
Oh lift me up
Can’t take much more
Carry me past any open door
So everyone can see
Where I go, flames are sure to follow…
Bring water