Athabasca

Athabasca has a hold onto its spring And its rivers never seem to stop going Follow back into past wintertime Back to fall back to those early summer When you find out what has already been found And the currents are in need of better grounding What do these parties ever mean to me When they leave out decency till later It was your father's grandfather's first fight There's enough from yesterday so that you'll worry When you find out about your history And how they left out decency till later Athabasca has a hold onto its spring And its rivers never seem to stop going Follow back into past wintertime Back to fall back to those early summers