Into the Blue
Once, I stood by a clear stream
Waded in some sunbeams
There, where the water maybe
Crawled into the land from the sea
I was too young to know
How might a river flow
Bored by a day moving slow
Skipped stones off the reflection
Of hours without detection
Now, with all the years strapped
Heavy, creaking loud on my back
I am too old to show
For the things I think I know
Lost in rivers moving slow
And I don't know now what to do
With anything I say
Cast into the blue
And carry all away
Waded in some sunbeams
There, where the water maybe
Crawled into the land from the sea
I was too young to know
How might a river flow
Bored by a day moving slow
Skipped stones off the reflection
Of hours without detection
Now, with all the years strapped
Heavy, creaking loud on my back
I am too old to show
For the things I think I know
Lost in rivers moving slow
And I don't know now what to do
With anything I say
Cast into the blue
And carry all away
Credits
Writer(s): Frank Rogers, Joe Robinson
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