Mississippi

I wanna live all over

Not just on the stage

My secret self has many sides apart from crushed and stained

I'm red and thick like fire

I like it from behind

But ram to lamb and red to white

I'm pure and sad and silent

I've got a piece of my heart

On the sole of your shoe

I've got a little bit of thunder

Trapped inside of this cloud

That dug in you

Spit me out into the Mississippi

Who can love her many selves

The wife, the bitch, the Rapunzel

The one who cries and calls for you

The one who is always alone

I've got a piece of my heart

On the sole of your shoe

I've got a little bit of thunder

Trapped inside of this cloud

That dug in you

Spit me out into the Mississippi

Mississippi

Come and wash me away

Come away

I feel I'm dying

I feel I'm drowning

I feel I'm

I feel I'm dying

I've got a piece of my heart

On the sole of your shoe

I've got a little bit of thunder

Trapped inside of this cloud

I've got a piece of my heart

On the sole of your shoe

I've got a little bit of thunder

Trapped inside of this cloud

I've got a piece of my heart

On the sole of your shoe

I've got a little bit of thunder

Trapped inside of this cloud

That dug in you

Spit me out into the Mississippi