Saint Raymond - The River Lyrics
I walked with the river in kind of a dreamHand in hand, the all knowing river and meTo the clamor of rushes and deeply barren treesA drunk making blossom, the blush to be seenI told him my sorrows and broken down dreamsConfessed every lie, replayed every sceneHe openly wept as he listened to meAnd then with the sun in the west he showed me the sea