The Banks Of This River Is Night

Running wide on promises of sweet tomorrows running deep in ignorance and hope on and on towards the big black sea the banks of this river is night night is within me and

I am here in your arms drawn in by this massive flow of violence drawn down in this procession of mud on and on towards the big black sea the banks of this river is night look at her when she passes you by feel him as he denies you again on and on towards the big black sea the banks of this river is night night is within me and

I am here in your arms.