RIVER SONG
"I breathe in. The water will wash my wounds clean. I breathe out." — Veronica Roth

Tantie, I watch your lips move
But I can't hear what you're saying
I watch your lips move
I think you might be praying (Pray on, pray on, Mother)
And, behind you, trees are swaying (Pray on, pray on, Mother)
And the light is so bright

Just like my father's people
I've come down to the river bed
To wash away my fears
To shout what must be said
To release my tears
To raise me from the dead

Tantie, there's a woman at my side
She echoes what you're saying
The woman at my side
Sounds like she is praying (Pray on, pray on, Daughter)
And she sounds like a flute that the wind is playing (Play on, play on, Daughter)
And her light is so bright

Just like my father's people
I've come down to the water's edge
To wash away my fears
To shout what must be said
'Release my tears
'Raise me from the dead

Tantie, I watch your lips move
Tantie, I watch your lips move
Tantie, I watch your lips move
And the light
And the light
And the light is so bright

Just like my father's people
I am my father's people
I'm just like my father's people
And just like the mother of the mother of my mother
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words and music by Patsy Moore
Copyright © 2017 Patchouli Grove (SESAC)