Neneh Cherry - Across The Water lyrics

To the fickle let it drop
We have the power to sustain
Like the motor needs the food to
Bring real power to our brain
Now we bought it back
So let me make it plain
Since our mother's gone
It always seems to rain
And the booze and the friends
And the party never ends
No excuse for behavior that no one can defend
We reflect in the quiet
Times inside our heads
And get thanks for our children tucked
Up sweetly in their beds inside their heads

Trickling water dripping down
Slow like some rivers, without a sound
Passed many times since you were at my side
I'm still here, but I keep you deep inside

With my hands across the water
With my two feet in the sea
My fear is for my daughters But
Will God wash over me?
Take our lambs off to the slaughter
Take their lives so perfectly
Like your bricks are filled with mortar
Cast your wisdom to the brede

Cracks and falt lines
New York City talks to me
Slow like some re-runs on our mother's TV
New York City she speaks to me in tongues
Keeps me to her breast
Pumps air into my lungs

With my hands across the water
With my two feet in the sea
My fear is for my daughters But
Will God wash over me?
Take our lambs off to the slaughter
Take their lives so perfectly
Like your bricks are filled with mortar
Cast your wisdom to the brede