It's A River

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  • It's a river..

    Poem by : Charles.M.Moore
  • As you stand barefoot upon the morning shore
    and you feel the centuries of death and war
    and the wind is biting and it tears your skin
    and the river's flowing where its always been

    And the river washes and the river's clean
    and the soul remembers where the river's been
    as you watch it tumble and you watch it flow
    your life's a river now you know, now you know
    your life's a river now you know.