down where the river meets with the creek
the water is cold, the water is deep
that's the place where dreams were put to sleep
that's the place where the secrets keep

what i saw in that misty mud
forever scarred my mind
moonlight on the crimson blood
tragic acts, so unkind

and it seems these dreams are memories
these nightmares are for real
every time i go down there
their pain is all i feel

back in the holler, next to the tracks
the water is cold, the water is black
that's the place where dreams were put in sacks
that's the place where i can't go back