I could go to anywhere Head hung low in shame Buy new clothes and dye my hair Maybe even change my name But the past don't ever disappear And to run's a losing game So I might as well hang around here Maybe you should do the same What I mean to tell you Well you think you own a private hell You decorated by yourself Books that you wrote on the shelf You're dying to come clean somehow No need to go a thousand miles away What I mean to say is there is… So much water, so close So much water, so close, so close So much water, so close to home I woke up on my brother's couch Swear I was half-dead Both my pockets emptied out My blue eyes painted red I thought I had worked through my doubts But they worked me through instead I lay there trying to figure out Who I saw and what I said It started coming to me slow I saw a girl I used to know Asked her how it came to be My innocence escaped from me Hugged me when she stood to go Said there's something you should know my friend Then I swear she said that there was… So much water… You can't describe the pain inside But that's all right You can't believe you did the things You did last night Or should I say again, but you try to pretend That you never did, yeah you try to keep it hid I'm not strong and I'm not wise And there's not much I know Told my share of downright lies Spent some time below Stumbled down a darkened road Just beyond my childhood home Crossed the gra**y clearing there Into the forest black and bare Came upon a silver stream Through the vast transparency I stared I had been unaware that there was So much water…