I know a dirty secret place
A tiny hollow
I found it while braving
The great Amazon
It's a warm, welcoming devil's pit
Where dreams are made of bones
And I curl myself up in this nook
And I call your name
Can you hear me breathin' ?
Down the river of your spine
In between the rolling of the waves
My vessel drowns, drowns, drowns
And then I call for Jesus
But I can't get any signal here
I'm a sinner, a child, a loser
Looking for a shelter
And the truth is beating me down
This nook is home
Can you hear me breathin' ?
Down the river of your spine