Heart of spring
Dances in a robin’s throat
And out from nowhere comes
The sun’s first sudden glow.
Bound to the struggle
Bound to the rhythm and rhyme
And from the hills and valleys
Rise men and towns
Take me to the water
Let the water flow down
Take me to the water
Let it take me where I’m bound
Into the clearing
Strides a buck in stoic grace
And the archer’s arrow flies
Right into place
Before the evening fire
Eyes lock in passionate heat
While the ever changing nature
Of time strikes a beat
Take me to the water
Let the water flow down
Take me to the water
Let it take me where I’m bound
Down from the mountain
Float leaves of gold and brown
While the remnants of winter lay scattered
Cross frozen ground
Whispers in the lamplight
Whispers in the wind on high
And in the cold hour of dawn
Comes a new born baby’s cry.
Take me to the water
Let the water flow down
Down, down, down
Down, down, down, down!
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