Like A Sieve
I rest my head on water
I slip under
I slip under
I descend into the deep
Past the rushes, past the shipwrecks
Into my tears I float
Past the rushes, past the shipwrecks
Into my tears I float
And like a sieve I'm catching leaves and sticks
I'm catching planks and fishes
So it washes through me clean
I’m run clean through
Ah!
I'm catching planks and fishes
So it washes through me clean
I’m run clean through
Ah!