I remember who I was before the closed door.

Your scars are on me now.

So deep.

Don't let them pull us down.

Down.

Shadow in the water.

Looking at me.

If I go farther.

What's underneath?

There in the water.

Goes out my knee.

But if I listen, it's not the same.

I carry you over.

But where would I cross?

The shadow in the water only carries the long Beat me down or break me up.

I'm stronger I know more.

I'll take my.

Freedom.

How I want the cost.

I'm not the one who set the price.

Shadow in the water.

Looking at me.

If I go far farther.

What's underneath?

There in the water.

Calls out my name.

But if I listen, it's not the same.

I carry you over.

But where would I cross the shadow.

When the water only carries the load?

Oh oh I'll take my freedom how I want.

0h oh oh.

I'm stronger and I know more.

Your scars.

Oh me.

Oh no, no more of no fear of you.

But where would I come.

Shadow.

When the water only carries the loss.

I've been studying in the art of rock bottom.

Yeah.

Imagine a place where you ain't got nothing.

No possessions.

All your worldly things are racing you down a ***** hole bein like an animal.

Princess.

You start to see things.

How they truly are.

How people truly are.

So we go back to our instincts and damn right instincts.

People say I'm bad, but you wanna keep you alive because you know.

Don't you know you're better than rotten.

Come on, show me.

Come on, come on, hit me, Rosa.

Do it!

Slowly.

I feel you.

Stop!

What are you doing!

No!

I'm.

Up!

Yes.

Get up!

Stop!

You're.

Up.

Oh.

Oh ****!

What?

What are you doing?

Hey, this is coming.

I need you to kill us both for this.

I'll leave.

That is.

You remember daddy.

Come running for him when he came in the field.

Daddy!

Daddy!

I don't remember.

Nothing like that.

He picked me up, twirl me around and dance with me on his shoes.

He's such a good man.

So bright.

Momma make us having cornbread.

And we'd sit at the dinner table and eat.

You remember that?

How we used to sit at the dinner table like that?

I don't remember nothing like that.

We were a family, Jesse.

You had a daddy and a momma.

We had a dinner table, and we'd go to church on Sundays with Pastor Scott.

And we'd.

Let God.

I think.

Let you know.

That's on Amis.

It's on me now.

Jesse.

But I'm afraid I'm not going to make it.

And I'm going to get up to heaven.

And I'll see all the angels staring at me with daddy bare hands and next to mom.

And all they'll see is Uncle Amis and all those men inside of me.

Hey, man.

And that little girl.

That used to be me.

Listen.

Just like Mr.

Nichols lying there.

That isn't true.

And they'll turn away from me.

Jesse.

You ain't dyin.

And you ain't going to see no angels.

Not tonight.

You're not.

You're right.

We've got to figure something.

We got this one, Uncle James Combs.

I have a hole ready for him to.

But this here is his freedom.

Getting that hair off the back of our necks.

You know what I'm thinking?

The major would say to you.

We need to figure this out, Jesse.

We ain't got nothing around here but that little church over the Red sea.

You'd have to embrace your self to survive.

That's what they say.

At the baby.

Maybe them church folks.

Maybe they take us in and hide us.

I'm thinking them church folks like the angels.

Suppose you're right.

Jealous.

Jealous?

What are you talking about?

They look at us and they see.

Now we don't have any change like the rest of them.

You've lost your mind.

I mean, imagine you're an angel or one of the church folks over the ridge, and you're just good all the time.

Just following the rules like the rest.

One.

Maybe start to get a little bored with that, don't you think?

I'm not.

Being good means just following the rules.

And what else is being good if it's not following the rules?

I mean, people want to chain other people up.

So they'd say you want to be good and you got to follow the rules.

Well, it's tired at hasn't done us much good.

Try to be good.

Yeah.

Does anybody else much good.

Try to be good.

Yeah.

Good.

No.

Good.

The ones making the rules.

The truth is, most the ones making the rules.

Just about as good as angels treat the rest of us like old.

How far are you thinking that changes from here?

I just can't remember.

It's been so long.

You're stuck on that church.

I just.

Gotta, gotta be listened to.

Oh, Jesus.

Oh.

Just give it a minute.

See?

Nice to see.

Jesse.

He's just a very blessed angel.

Hey, if you need to cut.

Rosalie, what are you talking about?

The real Jesse.

The real.

There ain't.

All them people up in heaven, if it's them.

It was a crime for this.

It was.

It was them.

I cry, cry, it to wash.

Wash all that stuff away.

All the bad stuff we done that's been done to us.

And I wish the rain would come back heavy.

Heavy Carolina rain Just go wash, wash, wash.

Oh, **** Over here.

Right in the churches.

Yeah.

It's got to be no more than six miles.

We can get there.

The rains.

I don't know, man.

You there?

It's like the.

Rain.

Wash away the blood.

Sweat.

You okay?

Oh, sure.

No, no.

You swing above a tiny flood.

The rain is.

Change the dirt to mud.

Pull back the sky and close your eyes.

The way we wash away the blood.

Sweat will show.

Away.

The blood.

You sing while mother calls you home.

The rain will hush.

The rope swings groan.

Joe.

Never hear or see the tears.

That move like water over stone.

I know I gotta roll those stone.

You start with.

Puddle stomping sways, then standing water and cold rain.

And it is cold.

Rain is cold and burns.

The cherries on your knees.

Your other motions.

With the weight you motion back.

You wanna stay?

She calls again.

The lights begin.

The rain has washed the blood away.

Rain has washed up.

But all the rain.

Radio.

You swing above a tiny flood.

The rain has changed the dirt to mud.

Pull back the sky and close your eyes.