The River

I'm standing on the stage

I'm working in a restaurant

I make a decent wage

And I will sing into the microphone

The river rises up

And flows above the interstate

Beyond the schools and shops, how far

There's no way to communicate

Ooh

And the water's moving on

Beyond the lies and hypocrites

I'm thinking of a song

I need you to remember it

The forest is alive

It asks us to participate

We lifted up our eyes

To promise and reciprocate

When we fell down on our knees

For every human being

One sad day, I will fly away

And one sad day, I will tiptoe away

Oooh

But a change is gonna come

Like Sam Cooke sang in '63

The river sings a song to me

On every St. Cecillia's Day

So when I was reborn

I went back to the restaurant

The river's moving on from here

To sing its crazy symphony

And I'll go home where you are right in front of me