CROSSING THE RIVER

crossing the river in a glass boat
moonlight relfects translucently--
pictures from the past sail along in frames
beside me, and I wonder if I'm like that, too

and how can I tell if it's real
what I'm feeling inside
if words from these lips do not produce
or thoughts in this mind do not subside?


Drunkard . . . Reek Of Life . . . Horsegums . . . Picaroon Circus . . . Visions Before Slumber . . .
Crossing The River . . . Bluestones . . . From Theo . . . Chase . . . Sunflowers . . . Last Year . . .



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Copyright 1989 by Louise Bialik and 17 Pygmies. Used with permission of Mothra Music. All rights reserved. No part of this lyric may be reproduced in any form without the written consent of the publisher.