Lyrics

There?s a river flowing down
That curves around the bend
And then descends
To flow through a dangerous valley

And round
And round the heads will turn
To take in the lay of the land

And everything?s revealed
That?s not consumed within the fury of the wind
That rules the world of men and women
And fuels the never-ending dance of love

In the season of the heart
The fruit hangs from the vine
And caution will not keep
What clings oh so carelessly close

From view
And from the fantasies
And secret desires of the hand

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A line that both divides and yet unites
A land where black is white and day is night
Where conversations turn on darting eyes and subtle cues
I reveal myself to you.



It?s a rollercoaster ride
That ends in tragedy that?s just pretend
A moment of blissful forgetting
And like the moths we?re seeking the flame
That swiftly devours the heart

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