The Last River Song

So here's the last river song

We drove down several hours before dawn

And quietly

The gravel cracked beneath our tires

And when the road had ended we went walking for a while

Down in a dark place

Where no one sees

And river song still mutters on

Out there beyond the trees

And I've sung of hill streams running down

And I have sung of river vagabonds but now

I smell the smoke

And I hear your names

Now I see your red-eyed faces little by little flames

Down in a dark place

Where no one sees

And river song still mutters on

Out there beyond the trees

So here's the last river song

The kids of Pleasant Valley may as well be dead and gone

Let waters come

Let waters go

Let the music and the laughter slide into the undertow

Down in a dark place

Where no one sees

Down in a dark place

Where no one sees

Down in a dark place

Where no one sees

And river song still mutters on

Out there beyond the trees