On The Torrens’ Banks

Why am I staring at the sun?
The river has all but dried up,
And here I stand,
Waiting for the night to come.

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?

Sitting in the trees,
The birds will scatter,
In realization,
That we don’t matter,
Watch all you want,
We cannot change a thing.

Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?

I am the river and I am the swan, 
Facing the end as I sing my song,
These ripples are destined to turn into waves,
But I won’t stand another day.

Dragonflies hover above,
The gondola man tries to summon love,
This building’s on fire,
There’s no one left to shove,

Close your eyes now,
Close your eyes now,

I am the river and I am the swan, 
Facing the end as I sing my song,
These ripples are destined to turn into waves,
But I won’t stand another day.

 

 

 

 

 

 

And when this sun sets
We will hold our hands
And we’ll climb these steps
To the promised land
And as this moon rises
We’ll close our eyelids
And wait for silence
To let the light sit
Within our hands
Do you hear my voice?
In the promised land
We will have the choice
Do you carry burdens -
A price to pay?
On the Torrens’ banks I gave myself away.