the river get swell and swept you away and the night gave way to disregard and discussions in the form of questions while you shook your head and i tried to pretend
so it all fell away fell towards the ending as i used to say but it never meant as much then and i've been colder since colder like the river sweeping everything of worth away, underneath to belong in something to end in nothing, below i want to be given back so that I'm certain of one thing at least so that in the nothing i can be at peace whatever may come from heaven let it rain down and prove me wrong