I was born by a river Rolling past
a town Given no direction Just told
to keep my head down
As I took my position A man fired
a gun I was so steeped in tradition That
I could not run
I was raised by a river Weaned upon
the sky And in the mirror of the waters I
saw myself learn to cry
As the tears hit the surface I saw
what had been done I gave feet to my
freedom And I did run
Someday later I saw the writing in
the dust It told me how I should travel It
told me who I was
I ran far from the river Far as I
could see And as the sun hit my shoulders I
felt it burning me
How I longed for the waters As the
fire raged How I longed for the river As
I aged
I will die by a river As it rolls
away Bury me in the nighttime Do not
waste the day
High above the waters That roll on
to the sea All the angels in heaven
will laugh at me They will laugh at me
My life was naught but a river Rolling
through my brain Made of so many teardrops Made
of so much pain
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