DRIED OUT RIVER

I'm like a dried, dried out river

Waiting in the desert sun

I'm like a dried, drie out river

I'm waiting the water for to come

 

Well my eyes're wide, wide open

Filled up with dust & with stones

And the bones of the pilgrim

Who died her all alone

 

BUT THE FLOOD IT WILL COME IT WILL SPILL EV'RY STONE TO THE SHORE

& THE SEED IT WILL GROW & THERE WILL BE NO DRAUGHT NEVER MORE

 

And I cried, cried the desert

Filled up dried river with tears

all left white, white, white salt here

glisten in the sun-burnt sphere

 

And I tried, tried so hard

Tried to unlock the gates

Well of fear, greed & denial

All which behind the water waits

 

AND THE FLOOD IT WILL COME IT WILL SPILL EV'RY STONE TO THE SHORE

AND THE SEED IT WILL GROW & THERE WILL BE NO DRAUGHT NEVER MORE

 

And I sight, sight for mercy

Send me a shower or flood

To delight me, I'm thirsty

Oh make me a fountain for god

 

I'm like a dried, dried out river

Waiting in the desert sun

I'm like a dried, drie out river

I'm waiting the water for to come

(c) d.ottn 2006