Tributary Video (MV)

Free-flowing water splits the land asunder
Traveler unburden your load
Break from your trekking and let yourself rest
In the banks as attrition erodes

Thought that you were mighty, now you don't
No keeping from trouble with a moat

A baronman's daughter, a mouth made of ardor
I believed in a life she foretold
By the estuary, reticence and eddies
And I'd gotten nothing but old

Thought that you were mighty, now I don't
No keeping from trouble with a moat

The artery's cities, gleaming and grinding
With glass and a glimmer of gold
Streets wet with bodies and new faces shining
But I made a dry town my home

Thought that I was mighty, now I don't
No keeping from trouble with a moat

Crookedtooth baby, smiling up at me
Limbs outstretched for me to hold
I'm not his father, but it doesn't matter
I'm buying the love I was sold

Thought that I was mighty, now I know