Conor Lynch - Bank 2 Bank

Bank to bank, the river's been drank
And the bed left behind is perfectly made
Rain wash over me carry me down-
-stream til the sea touches its mouth

Tire swing hung from a branch
Swings slow above the water rushing past
I reach out and grab from underneath
And pull my body out from the flooded creek

Dry off my skin and my bones
Climb out the brush to a road

Written by:
Conor Lynch

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