Where The Freshwater Swallows

SWBEATS @ SUNO • 2026 • 😎 Black water creeps up the knees of the trees Spanish moss hangs without catchin' a breeze No salt in the slough where the flatheads all hide Just sunken old skiffs where the cottonmouths glide Lantern light flickers on a rusted screen door This sweet-water mud is all I know anymore The bullfrogs are preachin' to the pale bayou moon And the mist rises up like a slow-burnin' tune We live where the freshwater swallows the sun! Where the roots tangle deep and the dark bayous run From the duckweed and lilies to the tupelo shade This mire is the cradle where my bones were made Yeah, the water looks still, but it pulls you right down (Ooh, down in the basin...) Way out past the edge of the dry-land town Alligator eyes like two embers of coal Keepin' watch on the edge of the blackwater shoal We trap through the winter and outlast the pain Washin' our sins