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Wickerman

Just behind the station

Before you reach the traffic island

A river runs through a concrete channel

I took you there once

I think it was after the Lead millThe water was dirty and it smelt of industrialization

Little masters coughing their lungs up

And globules, the color of tomato ketchup

But it flows, yeah, it flowsYeah, underneath the city

Through dirty brickwork conduits

Connecting white witches on the Moor

With Pre-Raphaelites, down in Broom hallBeneath the old Trebor factory

That burnt down in the early seventies

Leaving an antiquated sweet-shop smell

And caverns of nougat and caramel

Nougat, yeah, nougat and caramel

And the river flows onYeah, the river flows on

Beneath pudgy fifteen year olds addicted to coffee whitener

Courting couples, naked on Northern Upholstery

And pensioners gathering dust like bowls of plastic tulips

And it finally comes above ground again at Forge Dam

The place where we first metI went there again for old time's sake

Hoping to find the child's toy horse ride

That played such a ridiculously tragic tune

It was still there

But none of the kids seemed interested in riding itAnd the cafe was still there too

The same press-in plastic letters on the price list

And scuffed Formica-top tables

I sat as close as possible to the seat

Where I'd met you that autumn afternoonAnd then, after what seemed

Like hours of thinking about it

I finally took your face in my hands

And I kissed you for the first time

And a feeling like electricity flowed through my whole bodyAnd I knew immediately

I'd entered a completely different world

And all the time, in the background

The sound of that ridiculously heartbreaking child's ride outsideAt the other end of town

The river flows underneath an old railway viaduct

I went there with you once

Except you were somebody else

And we gazed down

At the sludgy brown surface of the water togetherThen a passer by told us

That it used to be a local custom

To jump off the viaduct into the river

When coming home from the pub on a Saturday nightBut that this custom had died out

When someone jumped and landed too near to the riverbank

And had sunk in the mud there and drowned

Before anyone could reach themMaybe he'd just made the whole story up

You'd never get me to jump off that bridge

No chance, never in a million yearsYeah, a river flows underneath this city

I'd like to go there with you now, my pretty

And follow it on for miles and miles

Below other people's ordinary livesOccasionally catching a glimpse of the moon

Through man-hole covers along the route

Yeah, it's dark sometimes but if you hold my hand

I think I know the wayOh, this is as far as we got last time

But if we go just another mile

We will surface, surrounded by grass and trees

And that fly-over that takes the cars to cities

Buds that explode at the slightest touch

Nettles that sting but not too muchI've never been past this point

What lies ahead, I really could not say

And I used to live just by the river

In a dis-used factory, just off the Wicker

And the river flowed by, day after day

On one day I thought, "One day, I will follow it"But that day never came

I moved away and lost track

But tonight, I am thinking

About making my way back

I may find you there and float onWherever the river may take me

Wherever the river may take me

Wherever the river may take us

Wherever it wants us to go

Wherever it wants us to go

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