THE RIVER KEEPS FLOWING
I see a shadow of a wino
I hear the whispering truth
See a tortured mind seeking
For the home of the Blues
Blackheart wind is prowling
Shooting star over town
Stranded in a dead end street
The place where everything is going down
But the river keeps flowing down
Always down to the sea
And the river keeps rolling down
Rolling down, down into the sea
Phantom crying in a castle
Voltures high above it all
Bullets are breaking through
Blind beggars stumble and fall
Sounds like an angel or a devil
From the country down below
Smells like decay all around
There is danger coming slow
But the river keeps flowing down
Always down to the sea
And the river keeps rolling down
Rolling down, down into the sea
(Words & Music: Björn Fabich)