歌詞
Gone to the river
Cold bare feet
Pockets to carry
Stones to weight
And water to bury
And waves to beat
The heart of the woman
Down
Down
Away from the eyesores
Of brick and street
Down slope the hills
Towards veiny creeks
And only the birds to watch
The bleak
As she wades
Then sinks
Sinks
Hold my hand
Virginia
The fire in my belly
Won't die
Won't die
Hold my hand
Mrs. Woolf
You always had the words
Now I am tired
And you're long gone
Yes I am wired
To sing your song
For the ink is not dry
And your prose not moot
And the river
Flows on
On
Hold my hand
Virginia
The fire in my belly
Won't die
Hold my hand
Mrs. Woolf
You always had the words
Hold my hand
Virginia
The fire in my belly
Won't die
Won't die
Hold my hand
Mrs. Woolf
You always had the words
Written by: Eli Schwarzschild
