And you tread on the water
When you know you can touch the bottom now
It\'s the southern way, said your mother,
\" Stay in shallow, shallow water
Don\'t touch the ground. \"
But then a slithering, sliding form
catches you before you reach the shore.
And as he strikes, full of venom,
you reach out towards the trouble.
You\'ve got him now, but how?
And you thrust him to the sky.
Arms raised high, you make a Y.
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As you twist and writhe...
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Arms raised high, needing no help.
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And you know you can\'t keep this steady pose,
you must release him somehow.
But as you loosen your hold.
The fight you felt, it is old.
It\'s over now.
His body, lifeless and cold,
you throw him down.
And you raise your arms up to the sky.
Raised high, you make a Y.
As the sun still shines on these drying lines...
Arms raised to heaven, needing no help.
This is how you remember yourself