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Song of the Waters

Lui Collins

Lui - vocals, guitar
Dana - banjo
Pete - fiddle
Andrew - acoustic bass

Long years of trials, long years of sorrow
Parched as a desert, cold to the bone
Now I can't stay in this wasteland no longer
For the thirst that I'm feeling won't leave me alone

Now people may judge me for leaving my children
How well I know, for I judge me as well
I pray my children won't begrudge me the joy I am finding
For I'm setting a path they may follow themselves

North from the foothills, I come to the valley
On up to the mountains where the rain's pouring down
And it's quenching my thirst as it nurtures the yarrow
I will comfort my sorrow in this fertile ground

And in these lush mountains I will find me a lover
Soft as the ferns in their bed by the stream
I'll lay you down gently in this cool mossy hollow
Hear the song of the waters flowing full in the spring

I'll rest my head on your shoulder, as we step out together
Just follow your heart, I feel it beating with mine
The blood in our veins is flowing in concert
Thicker than water, richer than wine

And I'll lay you down gently in this cool mossy hollow
Hear the song of the waters, in your blood and mine

©1997 Molly Gamblin Music/BMI