River River River Run
River river river run, past the moon and round the sun. Beyond the stars in shadowed sleep, you’ll reach a sea so still and deep. And where you’ll travel, none could say. Through lands bereft of light of day. Through skies of flame or lands of ice, or flowered fields of paradise. Will you return one day to me? Return across that shadowed sea? Flow past the sun and moon once more, back to lands you’ve seen before?

















