Riverside

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Down by the river by the boats


Where everybody goes to be alone


Where you wont see any rising sun


Down to the river we will run




When by the water we drink to the dregs


Look at the stones on the riverbed


I can tell from your eyes


You've never been by the riverside




Down by the water the riverbed


Somebody calls you somebody says


swim with the current and float away


Down by the river every day




Oh my God I see how everything is torn in the river deep


And I don't know why I go the way


Down by the riverside




When that old river runs past your eyes


To wash off the dirt on the riverside


Go to the water so very near


The river will be your eyes and ears




I walk to the borders on my own


Fall in the water just like a stone


Chilled to the marrow in them bones


Why do I go here all alone




Oh my God I see how everything is torn in the river deep


And I don't know why I go the way


Down by the riverside



Agnes Obel, Riverside

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