She was a wanderer, wandering widely
Learned of the world through the soles of her feet
She'd been a warrior, brazen and free
But deep in her heart was craving somewhere safe to be
He was a river, gentle and strong
Been patiently waiting for a lover for so long
He'd been very busy, carving his path
Wondering when his lover,
When she would dance on his bank
So she climbed a mountain and looked at the land
Saw the beautiful valley that was carved by his hand
She made her way carefully and respectfully to his bank
She laid herself there and she drank... oh she drank
And her roots grew deep from the soles of her feet
And her heart grew light in the still of the night
And her voice grew strong in the sound of his song and she knew
She would never again wander alone
Never again wander alone
Solid and stoic, her limbs they reach toward him
As he continues to flow oh her sweet fruits they reward him
Together they conspire with beauty as their goal
And so they display it, as they slowly grow old
And one day as with all things the two will pass on
And in this passing the two will be one
Their memories will fade over time as they rest
But their love will live on in each heart that they blessed
And their roots grow deep from the soles of their feet
And their hearts grow light in the still of the night
And their voices grow strong in the sound of their song and they know
They will never again wander alone
Never again wander alone
They found home, in each other found home
They found Om