Coldwater River

Coldwater River

Coldwater River, I never would have known / that you would leave me so hungry to return / Coldwater River, you have washed me clean / of everything before you, I can’t ignore your memory // Those who seek wisdom, they go to the mountains / Those who seek forgetting, they travel to the sea / Those who love the river, we want to remember / ‘Cause the river’s always winding through the banks of memory // Now I once tied a ribbon around the old oak tree / Tied a string around my finger, wrapped strings around the string / Now I’m bound up in twine like a butterfly forming / Wings beating at the walls and trying to burst free // Coldwater River, I never would have known / that you would leave me so hungry to return / Coldwater River, you have washed me clean / of everything before you, I can’t ignore your memory // With everything before me, still I turn to memory