There's gotta be a place
where we can be in peace
and the furious rivers flow
will finally begin to cease

You say I'm being sensitive
I'm looking for whats not there
but all I ask is one small smile
to glimpse through the waters air

Why must i drown in the rivers pull
give me a boat to row
to a place where peace and happiness
will have no shackles in which to show

I watch another day swim by
my eyes been wet till sleep
I try to tread in this vicious gyre
and my heart proceeds to weep

And though the current's not too strong
no air will reach my lungs
throughout the months and now the years
mercy I have sung