The River That Flows Both Ways

THE SUN SETS AT SENASQUA LIKE IT´S ALWAYS DONE THROUGH TIME

THE HOME OF THE FIRST PEOPLE AND THE SACRED HOME OF MINE

IT FLOWS IN TWO DIRECTIONS- BUT STILL IT´S UNIFIED

IN BALANCE WITH EACH OTHER, THE EVER CHANGING TIDES.

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

IT WHISPERS ITS SWEET SECRET

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

THE ONE WAY SAILS ME NORTHWARD TO A BEACON IN THE STORM

TO MEMORIES AND YOUTHFUL DREAMS IN THE PLACE WHERE I WAS BORN

THE OTHER WAY SAILS ME SOUTHWARD TO UNKNOWN FOREIGN SHORES

I CHERISH BOTH DIRECTIONS AND I´M SO HUNGRY FOR MORE

ON THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

IT WHISPERS ITS SWEET SECRET

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

SOMETIMES DEEP-SOMETIMES SHALLOW

SOMETIMES WIDE- SOMETIMES NARROW

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS

IT WHISPERS ITS SWEET SECRET

THE RIVER THAT FLOWS BOTH WAYS