Vocals and instrumentation by Steve Swellander
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fiogf49gjkf0d Words and music copyright 1997 by Steve Swellander
Well, the walls can't hold when the surge arises;
The river is swollen and breaches the shore,
My blood is racing and I'm overflowing
Sweep me away from my lonely course.
No, the walls can't hold when the river rises
And spills out washing across the land,
It breaks up your home and all you cherish
It carries you over the shifting sand.
Carry me out to a far horizon
Offer my heart to the rising sun.
Scatter my body to the four corners,
Pilot my soul through the rainbow's door.
You can walk the road, you can row the stream,
You can read your fortunes in books and runes,
But you're out at sea, and the wind is rising
To fill your sail and carry you.
No, the walls can't hold when the surge arises;
The river is swollen and breaches the shore,
My blood is racing and I'm overflowing
Sweep me away from my lonely course.
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