Daughters

I slept like a village and woke up inside you
The years had all vanished and swallowed up the dark
Somebody had finished the book I was writing
The ending was wrong, it just went back to the start

A carpet of women all rippled with silence
To cover me with the remainders from the floor
The lake wanted swimming, I melted inside it
And sank to the limits, I'd been there once before

Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up
We won't make it in time (Daughters fill this up)

And 49 daughters cut 49 heads off
They clog up the bottom and here they're floating still
One hole to another, an intricate circuit
The more you sip out and the more you have to fill

The barrel is leaking, the waters are seeping
The boulders away, it's all uphill for now
We have to ignore this and fly to the surface
It's too high above us, we won't make it in time

Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We won't make it in time)

Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up
Daughters fill this up (We're not goinna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We won't make it in time)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up (We're not gonna make it)
Daughters fill this up
We won't make it in time (Daughters)



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Rene Liot, Fabienne Claire Debarre, William Jean Serfass
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