The gentle stream it trickles calmly flowing through the valley.
The pace of life so easy now with lightweight cares to carry.
Into the river so we drift the current’s gaining speed and
then the trips a little uneasy now, we’ve got to navigate somehow.

The eddies turn we flow with them avoiding all collisions.
Quick thinking marks our every move to calculate decision.
The gentle stream so far behind there is no going back and so
we ride the waves as best we can, clinging to a fragile plan.

The rapids wild and turning and hope is fading fast for us today.  
The undercurrents churning the calmer glides so very far away.

Turmoil, raging waters, angry, throw us side to side.
There is no way or so it seems to stem the rampant tide.
Yet suddenly a peaceful calm the river’s running slow and
so the trips a little easier now, we made it through the dark somehow.

The peaceful river flowing gently through the grassy valley.
The pace of life so easy now, with lightweight cares to carry.

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