madelene

Down by the river by the boats where everybody goes to be alone.
Where you won't see any rising sun. Down to the river we will run.
 
When by the water we drink to the dregs. Look at the stones on the river bed.
I can tell from your eyes you've never been by the riverside.

Down by the water the riverbed. Somebody calls you.
 Somebody says swim with the current and float away.
Down by the river everyday.

 When that old river runs pass your eyes to wash off the dirt on the riverside.
Go to the water so very near. The river will be your eyes and ears.

I walk to the borders on my own to fall in the water just like a stone.
Chilled to the marrow in them bones, why do I go here all alone?

 Oh my god I see how everything is torn in the river deep.
And I don't know why I go the way
down by the riverside.

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