Big baggy t-shirts
And red shredded paper
On the VHS that our father kept
Rainbow of bottles
With names of a stranger
On the tear-stained shelf where our mother wept
And you said it'd be different
And you said it'd be different
And you said it'd be different
Always said it'd be different
Come get out of the water
Don't go any deeper
Come get out, pick up the phone
Come get out of the water
You're a terrible swimmer
Come get out, just come back home
Just come back home
Tattered old backpack
And two-dollar glasses
In the motel where they found you downtown
I pounded my fists on
The edge of my mattress
And I prayed that it's not the day that you drown
And you tried to be different
And you tried to be different
How you tried to be different
But now everything's different
Come get out of the water
Don't go any deeper
Come get out, pick up the phone
Come get out, my brother
You're a terrible swimmer
Come get out, just come back home
Just come back home
Late night in September
Made a call to our mother
That neither of us will forget
Can you hear me, in the water
Come back now, my brother
Come get out, I'm not done with you yet
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Come get out
Don't leave me with nothing
But red shredded paper
On the VHS that our father kept
Come on home
Come on home
