*** The river’s face is quiet and clear, It carries off my doubts and fears. It takes away the autumn’s leaf, And whispers all my hidden grief. The river’s calm is holy and still, A silent vow the night can’t kill. It shines with peace, it breathes so light, A fragile hope in fading night. *** Down the river, from the spring to the sea, Past the cliffs and the fog rolling free. Down the river, slow as time can be, Yet it runs like life, it carries me. Where the eyes of heaven shine with love, Where no one asks what I’ve been dreaming of. Down the river, take me home again, Carry my soul where it began. *** The river waits in timeless hush, Unspoken words, a gentle crush. Its secret waves, they hide my cries, A mirror where my silence lies. The river’s deep, no shade can break, It keeps the truth no man can fake. Yet still my lonesome heart will bleed, It knows goodbye is what I’ll need. *** Down the river, from the spring to the sea, Past the cliffs and the fog rolling free. Down the river, slow as time can be, Yet it runs like life, it carries me. Where the eyes of heaven shine with love, Where no one asks what I’ve been dreaming of. Down the river, take me home again, Carry my soul where it began. *** All the rivers run, they carry it all, What was, what is, what’s yet to fall. They find the ocean, deep and wide, Forever turning with the tide. *** Down the river, from the spring to the sea, Past the cliffs and the fog rolling free. Down the river, slow as time can be, Yet it runs like life, it carries me. Where the eyes of heaven shine with love, Where no one asks what I’ve been dreaming of. Down the river, take me home again, Carry my soul where it began. *** Down the river… carry me home.
