Waters of March Lyrics

A stick, a stone
It's the end of the road
It's the rest of a stump
It's a little alone
It's a sliver of glass
It is life
It's the sun
It is night
It is death
It's a trap

It's a gun

The oak when it blooms
A fox in the brush
The knot in the wood
The song of a thrush
The will of the wind
A cliff, a fall
A scratch
A lump
Is nothing at all

It's the wind blowing free
It's the end of the slope
It's a beam
It's a void
It's a hunch
It's a hope

And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of the strain
It's the joy in your heart

The foot
The ground
The flesh and the bone
The beat of the road
A slingshot's stone
A fish, a flash
A silvery glow

A fight
A bet
The range of a bow
The bed of the well
The end of the line
The dismay in the face
It's a loss
It's a find
A spear
A spike
A point
A nail
A drip
A drop
The end of the tale

A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light
The shot of a gun in the dead of the night

A mile
A must
A thrust
A bump,
It's a girl, it's a rhyme
It's a cold, and the mumps

The plan of the house
The body in bed
And the car that got stuck
It's the mud, it's the mud
A float, a drift
A flight, a wing
A hawk
A quail
The promise of spring

And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the promise of life
It's the joy in your heart

Instrumental
A snake, a stick
It is John, it is Joe
It's a thorn on your hand
And a cut in your toe
A point
A grain
A bee
A bite
A blink

A buzzard
A sudden stroke of night
A pin
A needle,
A sting
A pain,
A snail
A riddle,

A wasp
A stain
A pass in the mountains
A horse and a mule

In the distance the shelves
Rode three shadows of blue

And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart
A stick
A stone
The end of the road
The rest of a stump
A lonesome road
A sliver of glass
A life
A sun
A knife
A death
The end of the run
And the river bank talks of the waters of March
It's the end of all strain
It's the joy in your heart
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