verse 1
I'm going home, to see my friend
In a chapel town on the bank of a river-bend
Nothing's bright but everything is pale
And a bruised breeze fills a river man sails
verse 2
Graveyards gums have grown new teeth
Pretty new pearls adorned by pretty new reeds
I twist my tongue and you bend my ear
Light another cigarette and tell me you've had a bad year
Slipping through ivory stones
Familiar faces I don't know
Channel wine, bitter pride
Designed to satisfy
I drowned these thoughts by the riverside
verse 3
The river ink composes poems
Her bridges break and the boatmen punctuate
She teaches me through tides and wakes
Her words are ripples and waves of frosted lakes
Slipping through ivory stones
Familiar faces I don't know
Channel wine, bitter pride
Designed to satisfy
I drowned these thoughts by the riverside
I'm going home, to see my friend
In a chapel town on the bank of a river-bend
I twist my tongue and you bend my ear
Light another cigarette and tell me you've had a bad year