How cold this river runs  
 
How cruel this river runs  
 
All light is caught in a freeze  
 
Here, the water has no peace  
 
All is numbed by an endless rain  
 
I swear the moon has a crease  
 
Her voice is just below the ravine 
 
I try to silence the refrain  
 
Her song echoes above the trees  
 
 
I see her in the river’s current  
 
I think I can catch her  
 
Bring her back up  
 
If only to the coldest of sunshine  
 
My fingers slide upon her skin  
 
But she slips through my grasp  
 
So, I look downstream 
 
To catch a glimpse of her  
 
 
I drink from the hidden lake  
 
Clear, cold, and clean  
 
I dance upon winter’s snow  
 
On the edge of everything  
 
The leaves have fallen low  
 
No telling what they’ve seen  
 
Soon the river will meet the sea  
 
Where all lies will finally cease