River Song

Wandering in the river. Soon the water will rise. 
Trying to remember all the blue in your eyes. 
Pinewoods line the banks here where our blood used to lie. 
Washed into the current with your silent goodbye. 

Met you by the stone bridge where creek crept along. 
Told me you were darker than you’d ever let on. 
Told me that the music gave you strength to belong. 
I was just a chorus. Darling, you were my song. 

Call me lonesome, I’m so tired without you by my side.
I’ll give way to the pull and to the by and by. 
So loathsome is this fight.
I hope I’ll find you sooner somewhere on the other side. 

Just beneath the surface, I can scarce hear your voice. 
Try to draw it closer with the river’s white noise. 
I can see your face dear — feel your trace, share your joys. 
How can I go further when you’ve left me no choice?

Still I can’t but wonder if you’d beckon me on. 
You were stolen from me, stolen right from my arms. 
Crawl out of the river, though I want to belong. 
I am just a chorus but I’ll still sing your song.

Crawl out of the river, though I want to belong. 
I am just a chorus but I’ll still sing your song.

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