Shallow Rivers

(álbum: High Country Snows - 1985)

Shallow rivers run between us
Where a stone may never sink.
Though we taste, we are left thirsty
For a deep and soulful drink.

Narrow channels, barely open
Fraught with dangers out of view;
In the current, we are helpless
Still I cling to you.

Grab me woman, take me under,
Till I can't tell up from down.
We have barely got our feet wet
and I want, I want to drown.

Shallow rivers run between us
Never mind the nevermore,
Up ahead the water quickens;
I can hear those rapids roar.

Narrow channels, barely open
Flood the waves with treachery,
Hope I long to see the sunrise
On a peaceful sea.

Grab me woman, take me under,
Till I can't tell up from down.
We have barely got our feet wet
and I want, I want to drown.