The River - Big bite

Watch your hands flailing around

Finding peace in violent sound

Sit alone singing to the water

Only alone, heart growing fonder

Passion around you is

A system of yours

Rise of temperature you feel

From the eyes that you adore

But I need more of it

Hate that you feel loses something

Recoiled, Surrounded

Freedom it comes as it touches you

Soldiering on

Sit alone praying to your maker

Only alone, hands turn to labor

Suffer the sight of man

Patience endures

Until it comes to life for you and yours

But I need more of it

Hate that you feel loses somthing

Recoiled, Surrounded

Freedom it coms as it touches you

Soldiering on