Many Rivers to Cross

Many rivers to cross. Each one wider than my dreams. Ah.

I keep walking but I'm lost. Caught in the rush, torn at the

seams. The water whispers my name. But the current plays a cruel

game. Many rivers to cross. Oh, why

I keep sinking while I try? No bridge to guide me. No boat to

row. Many rivers and nowhere to go. I see shadows

on the shore. They wave like ghosts, then disappear.

Every step I take there's more. The horizon stays too far,