The Same Mud -

Not much left to say

Nobody wants the earth to slip away

But this temptation thrives

With both of us playing dumb

I know that we love

We still hide

The pleasures we’ll never give up

We drag our feet through the same mud

We’ll always play in the same mud

Not much left to say

Stones eroding slowly in the waves

Justifying

We’ll tell any fib to keep from lying

We plead our exceptions

On opposite the banks of the flood

We drag our feet through the same mud

You said there’s not much left to say