River
i am standing by a river
were the water doesent flow
past voices all around me
were life is forbidden to grow
standing beneath a street light
and the light i now so well
looking up at the broken light
were that guiding light once fell
am standing by a highway
this road i now so well
i thought i heard it say
this is the road to hell
my throat jams up with credit
and theres nothing i can do
and life i wish i fed it
hoping i see this through
shadows in the distance sea
and the sea i now so well
creeping up behind me
i have nothing left to sell
Copyright © Paul Gardner | Year Posted 2005
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