The River

The devil came to play today And cackled at the sun Though a risky bet he played He knew that he had won His hunger grew for more than this A pity vote not cast The child's pain has sealed his kiss And the water's flowing fast Drink from the river boy Smell the fresh green grass Kiss the sky and pray to God That your time won't pass You'll need something beautiful A miracle at hand Fortune setting with the sun Wishing you will stand The angel sits and stops to think Of how this came to be She contemplates taking a drink From the water that she sees But the water from the river flows To heaven and to hell And if you want to quench your thirst You must find the well Drink from the river boy Smell the fresh green grass Kiss the sky and pray to God That your time won't pass You'll need something beautiful A miracle at hand Fortune setting with the sun Wishing you will stand