River

River, you heard my first cry as a baby

And, like my mom, you sang me lullabies

You knew my fishing pole

When I was eight years oldAnd river

You never told me liesRiver, I can see you from my window

Your muddy water makes me feel alone

River, you keep flowing

Like you know just where you're goingBut river

Will you ever take me homeRiver, I'm not proud of what I've done

Somehow my fishing pole became a gun

Through these prison bars I see

That you're still running freeBut river

I've got no place to run