Talking Heads - Cool Water Lyrics
Day by day ... whistle while you work ... ourBacks are breaking ... up from hollow earth ...From end to end ... the noise begins ... in theHuman battle stations ... and the big onesComing inWork, work, work, work ... work till holes areFilled ... work, work, work, work ... bags ofBone and skin ... lovers hold hands ... tossingTheir heads ... tangled in hair ... tied to earth... with skin and glueBut their skin is the same as yoursComing in for the world to seeThey can sit at the table, tooThe same blood as you and meSpeak very softly .. hold my hand ... someone isSleeping ... in my bed ... priests pass by ...Worms crawl in ... one dreams to be ... one dreamFor allHis skin is the same as yoursIs he not made the same as you?And some have fallen downAnd blood spilled on the groundWork, work,workTill his life is doneuThe old man .. is at our door ... and hesKnocking ... knocking ... as his neighbors weep... each day repeats ... are we nothing in yourEyes? ... someone answer, someone answer ... thisRusted garden gate ... can barely even stand ...Their work is over now ... and rest will be atHandIs their skin not the same as yours?Can they sit at the table to drinkCool waterCool wateruAnd his lungs are filled with rain...And the waters rushing in...
