River Song

I heard singing from the mouth of ears
I saw things thronging, going south for years
Brought my song singing to the river of tears
I heard singing from the mouth of ears

I saw winging slings in quivering fears
Held counsel with great men and seers
Who said somethings wrong
When I said what? they sneered
When I heard singing from the mouth of ears

I brought my wrong to the sandy shores
Shored my heart like a boat with oars
Heard my bong beat foxes, shoot boars
As my dogs run on through the woodland wars

I saw the birds flock and stir
In the sky, full of stockings and pearls
Whirling above the currents that curl
When I heard the song from the River of the World

The mouth was open, but it could not speak
The ears were wide but to hear they were weak
And it ran on, I did not listen to the creak
Of the doors that open, every day of the week

Every minute the river is talking to us
Every wave that is broken
Each one made whole in trust
Like messages spoken
It's sent with love
Let it wash its token
Its voice's calm hush