The River Song

Fall, before the land

We'll make a stand

We'll make a stand.

And home, is growing cold

You filled my heart

And left me bones.

The river song

It fills our lungs

The river song

We sing it loud, as one.

When hope, is all worn down

We'll hold ourselves

We'll hold ourselves.

And time, is dragging on

I lose my place

In the bluest sage.

And light, is shining on

The only place

The bluest sage.

The river song

It fills our lungs

The river song

We sing it loud, as one.