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