I worked on the river   from 9 until 9   you would wait by the shoreline   and pray for my life.      I said, "someday we'll escape   from this sad little town   and run free like young children   who would never be found."      Ahhh...ahhhh   Run through the rain   I can't see you anywhere   Howl at the fading sun   What is real? Where is hope/home?      When you moved to the north of   the home where we kept   old boxes and sadness   our bones and our breath.   I said, "maybe we're happy,   in this said little town,   where our lips part for anger,   and our hearts make no sound."      Ahhh... ahh   And we're caught in the sky   Will we drown in the rain and the fire?   Will you meet me tonight?   Singing, "God let's save him, God is here now God let's get out."   When I'm finally dying   and I'm nervous when I stay   And I'm caught in the dawn.    Haven't I seen you?    Forgotten and buried      I stayed in the river   and you walked from the shore   to the edge of the city   through the vast unexplored   I screamed, "Don't leave me stranded,   in this sad little town!"   But, my voice was a whisper   that would never be found.   Never be found.