How You Remember
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.
There is no fear, there is no pain inside,
as you twist and ride.
This is how you remember yourself;
This is how you remember yourself.
Arms raised high, needing no help,
this is how you remember yourself.
And you know you can't keep this steady goes,
must release him somehow.
As you loosen your hold, find you felt it is all 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.
There is no fear, there is no pain inside,
as the sun still shines, on these drying eyes.
This is how you remember yourself.
This is how you remember yourself.
Arms raised to heaven, needing no help,
this is how you remember yourself.
Oooo (x3)
This is how you remember yourself. (x8)
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.
There is no fear, there is no pain inside,
as you twist and ride.
This is how you remember yourself;
This is how you remember yourself.
Arms raised high, needing no help,
this is how you remember yourself.
And you know you can't keep this steady goes,
must release him somehow.
As you loosen your hold, find you felt it is all 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.
There is no fear, there is no pain inside,
as the sun still shines, on these drying eyes.
This is how you remember yourself.
This is how you remember yourself.
Arms raised to heaven, needing no help,
this is how you remember yourself.
Oooo (x3)
This is how you remember yourself. (x8)
Credits
Writer(s): Orenda Fink, Maria Taylor
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