Thrill

Blue water Black bible Old river Come quietly Just asking A glass of water They don't know me Don't try me Nobody gon' pick me up I'm falling down And I'm Fifth Street bound Now nobody wanna fill me up I've fallen down None of my friends around Seen it on the news Looked like me and you Did they hear me calling? Blue water Black rider Keep on rolling Keep on riding Old silver Old tar river Keep running Black water Old river That old tar river Just keeps rising Inside me Nobody gon' pick me up I'm falling down And I'm Fifth Street bound Seen it on the news Some never seem to lose They say, the rest are fallen I seen it on the news It wasn't mine to lose Do they hear me calling? (Heavy this leans inside me) Keep rising (The river seethes) (Parting the ground beneath me) Keep rising (Just like the sea) Ooh, tar river (Watching it washing over) Tar river (The broken reeds) It grows inside me (Gambling the rushing water) Keeps on running (over me) Keeps rising (over me) Keeps rising (over me) (Over me) Keeps rising Keep rising