“When ALL the Rivers Die”

06/17/07
(mp3)
Long walks, short strides watching my feet walk ahead of me
Thinking in step with memories of home, happenings
Each, one heart beat, closer to something
Today or Heaven tomorrow either way

Step to the right, out of the way
Bombs crashing overhead, again on my friends
Dying for me, my freedom back home .. and for you
And your thoughts of me .. our perfect lives in America

Long walks, short strides, watching her wheels push ahead of me
Thinking in step with memories of you, our 3 lives
Each one footstep, closer to something
Our future together or away

Birds sing from the tops of trees
Sunlight warms with gentle gloves
She smiles and her two new teeth
… again on my friends
Dying for me, my freedom back home .. and for you
And your thoughts of me .. our perfect lives in America
America

Listen….

When ALL the rivers die, a son or daughter closes life,
Hands stop writing love letters, hearts stop beating for thoughts of others,
eyes need not see yesterday, and your memoried expression contradict.

When all the Rivers die, silence makes love to fate in some minds,
We hold them but too late for change .. too late for smiles .. too late.

-huey