The River

This is essential the second noteworthy song I felt i ever did. All my life I was told there were two paths, and I rejected the idea. Anyone who knows me, knows I come about things my own way. There are always multiple choices, not just two. That's what this song is about. Musically, it follows suit to Roger Water Three Wishes.

It was dark, and the road was cold.

The grass was white, and the wind was gray.

There was a river, cutting my way,

And the lady told me, my choices to the other bank

She said

“You can cross the bridge, if you want a longer trip,

The planks are shaky, and the rope tends to rip,

But the gold is all the richer.

You can take the ferry; pay the man with your life,

Sit down relax, enjoy the ride,

But you may find out,

The gold is a little light.”

So I looked at the tide, it was a little strong,

But I took off my clothes, and dived in for a swim.

I followed the current, and swam for days,

And I’ll stay, until the I see in shades of colour.

She said

“You can cross the bridge, if you want a longer trip,

The planks are shaky, and the rope tends to rip,

But the gold is all the richer.

You can take the ferry; pay the man with your life,

Sit down relax, enjoy the ride,

But you may find out,

The gold is a little light.”