FLOWING
Underneath where nobody finds me
all the brothers are gone
I can see the passing refugees
Flowing
They are flowing
Nobody saw it get to my head
no, they can’t find me
calling loud in the dark ravine
Flowing
Oh, I am flowing
Flowing back the village river bed
as the water flows underneath my head
All the brothers have gone back overseas
girlies pass me by
I had the meanest heart you’ve ever seen
Flowing
Oh I’m flowing
If I could crawl out of this yawning earth
go find Suzy-Boo
we’d smoke gold in the dreamland too
Flowing
We are flowing
Flowing by my river to the sea
by my mean old spirit in the trees
I turned my face to the sound above
no, they can’t see me
old bones, just food for the trees
Flowing
Oh, I’m flowing
There was lies and fires in the hills
down the living streets
their smoke blows back my memories
Flowing
Oh, I’m flowing
Flowing down river to the sea
flowing mean old bones in the stream
If these old bones could ever sail a while
for an extra mile
they’d flow just like the river Nile
Flowing
They are flowing
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