Rivers and streams
I came down from the mountain
into the stream
I was in the follow through
But it rushed as it gleamed
Like golden glitter
Like in a dream
I didn't know I was in the river
But it was only your jet stream
It took me up through the valley
Down the fettered rhines
I nearly felt better
As I saw the green hills
I didn't know where I was going
Only where I'd been
Well I thought it was a river
But it was only your jet stream
I socked a punch at the moon
And knocked out the sun
It fell like a balloon
Down on everyone
Soon we were covered
But the river it flowed on
Well I called it a river
But it was a sea of song
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