Early one morning across the fields of dawn
Crooked is the shadow that falls on my land
Storm clouds overhead, like birds of prey in wait
How can we undo what cannot be undone?
I feel the darkness heavy on my heart
There’s distance between us, tearing us apart
How many rivers must I cross?
Somehow, somewhere I will find a way
How many rivers must I cross?
Somehow, somewhere I will find a way to cross
How many battles must we fight before we start a war?
How many wounds will open before the first blood falls?
Once the banks are broken, floods must surely come
Once the land rips open, rivers of blood will run
I feel the darkness heavy on my heart
There’s distance between us, tearing us apart
How many rivers must I cross?
Somehow, somewhere I will find a way
How many rivers must I cross?
Somehow, somewhere I will find a way to cross