The river is always flowing

Relentless towards the coastal tides

It travels down to the great oceans

While most of us simply watch from the water side The water becomes Siddhartha's teacher

Sometimes powerful and stern

Sometimes gentle, forgiving

It never changes in direction

As it carries even mountains down to the sea I'll take you over, I don't want your money

Just hang on tight, till we reach the other wall

Things in Vegas, they all cling to my ankle

The horn blows wide and the currents roar God fill this gutter that breaks my shoulder

Smash me to pieces and wash me to mud

Dry me to dust and set me to smolder

Please let me dissolve in the autumn flood The rivers always flowing

But I'm free now from it's grace

I'll be swept down to the ocean

And now you, you will take my place