In The Rapids

Moving down the water

John is drifting out of sight

It's only at the turning point

That you find out how you fight

In the cold, feel the cold

All around

And the rush of crashing water

Surrounds me with its sound

Striking out to reach you

I can't get through to the other side

When you're racing in the rapids

There's only one way, that's to ride

Taken down, taken down by the undertow

I'm spiraled down the river bed, my fire is burning low

Catching hold of a rock that's firm,

I'm waiting for

John to be carried past

We hold together, hold together and shoot the rapids fast

And when the waters slow down, the dark and the deep

Have no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one left to keep

Hang on John, we're out of this at last

Something's changed, that's not your face, it's mine, it's mine