The River

Scars on your body from the fights you fought
When you stood alone with your back against the wall
Sadness is remaining from the wounds you suffered
In the times you thought you could take on all

Our live is just an endless fight
No matter who wins The River takes us all
The waters engulf our souls with cold embrace
One last breath and The River takes us home

Ref.:
Ain't no use to cry my friend
Live is born and live will end
As the old one dies, the baby lives
The River takes and The River gives

Clothes and faces, scars and other traces
The deeper they sink the less is shown to me
More and more they turn to faceless shapes
They can not tell the things their dead eyes see

Rich men, poor men, old men, young men
Kings and heroes, beggars and the fools
See them sinking as I watch The River
Slowly going down obeying life's last rule