| I come down to the river
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| And I watch as the sun goes down
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| And I feel the earth shiver
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| As the darkness comes circlin' 'round
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| And I swore I would not come here
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| And I know I should not stay
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| Any thoughts heaven-born I have
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| I choose to cast them away
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| She appears by the water
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| In the light of a quarter-moon
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| She is dressed in lace and velvet
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| In shades of grays and maroons
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| She knows without me speaking
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| Until I have her I cannot rest
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| And she smiles as she comes to me
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| And I lean down and I get some rest
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| She rips the cross from around my neck
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| She says «Take me down to the river bed
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| «For once you have had me
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| «You'll not be satisfied with the undead»
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| We walk into the river
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| I cannot see the shore
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| And I am baptized in dark water
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| And I’m hers forevermore
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| Beneath my feet, there’s a rumble
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| In the heavens there’s storms
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| And I feel myself sinking
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| Into something dark and warm |