The River Songtext
von 10 Years

Just keep digging, digging, digging down that hole
Clawing, scraping, tearing to the bone
Never wait or hesitate to feed the hollow
Biting off more than we could ever swallow

Here we go ′round that halo of hope
Keeping close the miracles we chose
We keep filling, churning, turning over every stone
Running, chasing to and from the hollow

A river won't tell us which way to go
The chaos of the lost
Staring at home with far-away ego
The jealous of the cross


Voices clashing, causing a prophecy of noise
Crosses cracking, crumbling, falling to the void
Dare we know the halos hanging low
Waiting to choke every opposing throat

A river won′t tell us which way to go
The chaos of the lost
Staring at home with far-away ego
The jealous of the cross
Confusion of the cross

Confusion of the lost
In a land of scatterbrains, who will lead the way?
Claim the coast from the cross
Voluntary masquerade, religious rat race
Do or die and down the drain, fight or flight parade

A river won't tell us which way to go
The chaos of the lost
Staring at home with far-away ego
The jealous of the cross
Confusion of the cross