Sixmile Creek

Hanging out the backseat
Away from the big streets
There's no people
There's no people except me
Trying and failing to speed up the cycle
Of the summer sun and the summer moon
But I can't blink out the light
And there's no stars in the sky
There's no people out tonight

Splintered hands
On ancient land
The summer breeze
Leaning up against me
I'm all scraped up
In dirt and rust
Fell into Sixmile
Lost all feeling for a little while

I'm going down Sixmile Creek
In the middle of May
The pearly water hits my feet
I'm going down Sixmile Creek
In the middle of May
The pearly water hits my feet
(I'm going down)

Splintered hands
On ancient land
The summer breeze
Leaning up against me
I'm all scraped up
In dirt and rust
Fell into Sixmile
Lost all feeling for a little while
(I'm going down)