There's a dead dog in the water
And probably he drowned
This endless rain has taught her
How to swallow it all down
And there's moonlight on the river
There's moonlight on the shore
There's nothing I can give her
That she would want anymore
So I walked down to the graveyard
Pressed my head against the stone
Closed my eyes and prayed hard
That she would find her way home
But, no, she won't be returning
No, I know she can't be saved
And though my heart's still burning
She's grown cold here in this grave
We built our little empire
Out of mud and stone
But it crumbled like a vampire
That's stepped out into the sun
But now fog has filled the hollow
And the sun ain't gonna shine
I guess that I should follow her
I guess maybe now's the time
So, I'll lay down right beside her
So I won't have far to roam
And the message that's inscribed there
Says you'll never be alone
So there's a dead dog in the water
Or maybe it's just me
I never have forgot her
And now I'll finally be free
And I
I will fly
And I will find her
Tonight
And she
She'll be waiting
She will find me
We'll be free
credits
from Archer Hollow,
released November 5, 2013
Words and music by Anthony Bowman
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