On the bank of an endless river There is no money to be saved All the waste of life is washed and clean Presented to the future still dripping And you are waiting there for me And I am waiting here for you On the bank of an endless river There is no change to be sought All the days meld to nights sewn seamless and neat Stretched taught over the space between birth and death Where you are waiting for me And I am waiting for you On the bank of an endless river