Your River Runs Deep/Stains

 I wade in your river,
So blue.
So deep.
Want me to jump in.
Want me to swim.
Naked, in your water.
Want to wash me clean.
Don't bother.

(You won't get these stains off me)


I wade in your river,
So cold,
In the winter.
So rocky in the middle.
Want to surround me.
Want to drowned me.
In your water.
Want to wash me clean.
Don't bother.

(You won't get these stains off me)


I wade in your river.
So dark.
So hard to see...
The bottom of you.
Want to keep me here trapped.
In your rapids.
Want me to follow you.
Down the mountain.
Want me to stay here with you forever.
In your water.
No.
You want to wash me clean.
Don't bother.

(You won't get these stains off me)




Written 9/10/2005.
This was originally a poem & then became a song my old acoustic band recorded. The poem is titled Your River Runs Deep, the song is titled Stains. The line (You won't get these stains off me) is only in the song version.