From the recording On The Bones


Well I rode the Big Horn River ‘til the continent was dry
I ate the desert mongers, I drank the salty sky
I told the old professor some things he ought to know
But he’d been there once before, a thousand years ago

Yeah, you gotta let that river flow

I feel illumination, I feel like I could cry
My window panes are broken and the waves are crashing high
The people from the city come to see them colors change
Then they go back home, all alone, and they stay the same

Yeah, you gotta let that river flow

Yeah, my baby needs some feathers stapled to her arms
She took a shot of bourbon and a bowl of Lucky Charms
We dove off of the mountain into the great abyss
Come on girl, give mommy one last kiss

Come on