Low Water - Me And St. Hubert Lyrics
me and st. hubert we were sitting on a fence / we were waitin’ for the stag to show / by the look in his eyes he had gave himself completely / but i still had a ways to go / i didn’t know / no, i did not know / when his cell phone rang he knew it was the bishop / but he refused to take the call / he put himself to pasture in a land of noreception / and it seemed like he was having a ball / he said, “i won’t fall†/ no, i will not fall / and if you are one who’s prone to brusin’ like a berry / if your eyes hold the mist like the light from a ferry / if your ears get to burnin’ from the urban grapevine / if you’re spreadin’ it as thin as a daily news headline / let it go / me and st. hubert wewere both eldest sons / both heading for a fall from grace / bending over backwards with a compound bow / we was both addicted to the chase / but i can’t keep up the pace / no, i can’t keep up the pace / that low engine hum and all the white-noise conversions / that high-energy strumin’ and the sidewalk confrontations / that face that you got out on permanent loan / that trick where you disappear right into the drone / let it go
