Out Of The Mud

I'm cutting the strings one by one
I'm letting go, I'm slowly coming undone
I've opened the gates
Welcomed the flood
I'm making a lover out of the mud

No master to please, no need for the whip
No reason to hide away, I've jumped the ship
Bread for your body
Wine for your blood
I'm making a lover out of the mud

I'm taking my time about it
No need to rush about it

I lay you a while out in the sun
A little touch here and there I'm nearly done
That's all I have
I hope it's enough
I'm making a lover out of the mud
I'm making a lover out of the mud
Making a lover out of the mud
Making a lover out of the mud