JOSEPH ARTHUR – I Am The Mississippi

Along the edge of the mississippi
A thousand hearts bleed
My heart looking for something to execute
In the mississippi
Up against its current
My heart so alive
Submerged in the [?] dark

Who could hold me here
Who could hold me down
Sitting on the edge of the mississippi
River of slaves
River of bones
I have been down here
Across generations
A lifetimes ago
I was sold amongst the thieves
I don’t ignore the cries
I hear them

I am conscious along the mississippi
I hear the footsteps of ghosts
I hear them scream behind me
I see their boats sink
Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin
But I am very alive
She draws me to her breath
She whispers with her voice
Her comfort is all I want or need
Alone on saturday night
Me and the mississippi

Two rivers flowing together
Flowing internal
A river of darkness
A river of light
Blend as one

Together against the impossible
Ends we face
Our lunatic charm
She can never claim me
Nor I her
We flow together eternal
We flow together as one

And I am the mississippi