Where the cranes fly through the mudAnd the turtles sun their shellsWhere the water and breath go swimmingThat's where my swab will growWhere the sunlight never wandersAnd the moon no longer fallsWhere the water black with the devil's trackThat's where my swab will growWhat did you say there?You can'tYou can'tYou can'tShe'll make me follow herFollow her downHow did she leave meWhen she took me by the handTonight her hair was floating in the waterAnd the gold no longer shinedIt was spread like a band of waterWhile she wished at the student's signI have heard that sign and seenThe sparkle in your eyesAnd her eyesHer eyes are like the moonAnd her eyes are like the dawnHer eyes are like the dawn bandStretching in the darkI have seen her face in the waterI haven't did this thing in a long timeIt's been so long, man.What's the title of that?Swamp Girl.