Once you had made it, they came and threw it all away
And amplified the low click of the ticking clock inside your brain
There is no reason to be swept along by the prevailing winds
Some things may be lost now, but in the end it ends where you begin
you can’t in the of night
the the river’s dry
Into the on the balcony dawn
You thought you heard his voice, but as you the voice was gone
you can’t in the of night
you can’t you can’t see
the the river’s dry
to the but when it fails it is okay
You don’t to it a the night
your dress or the of light, it is hard to inside
you can’t in the of night
the the river’s dry
you can’t in the of night
you can’t you can’t see
the the river’s dry
you can’t in the of night
you can’t you can’t see
the the river’s dry
you can’t you can’t see
the the river’s dry