When the mountain touches the valley   All the clouds are taught to fly   As our souls will leave this land most peacefully   Though our minds be filled with questions   In our hearts we'll understand   When the river meets the sea      Like a flower that has blossomed   In the dry & barren sand   We are born & born again most gracefully   Thus the winds of time will take us   With a sure and steady hand   When the river meets the sea      Patience, my brother and patience, my son   In that sweet and final hour   Truth and justice will be done      Like a baby when it is sleeping   In its loving mother's arms   What a newborn baby dreams is a mystery   But his life will find a purpose   And in time he'll understand   When the river meets the sea   When the river meets the almighty sea!!