King Buffalo - Drinking from the River Rising
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Holy undying
Lay down
Rest your weary eyes
Breathe
Up on that lonesome mountain
A rose and orchid bloom
See how they wither
Burn

I see that old stone in your eye
Beautiful and black and wanting
Oh how it gleams 'neath the open sky
And drinks once more from the river winding

A crooked smile slides across your face
Your crimson hands forever writhing
You serpentine with eerie grace
And drink once more from the river winding

Those nimble teeth, oh how they shine
They dig a hole empty and haunting
And as that void wraps 'round your spine
Your blood runs cold with the river rising
Where will you go when the well runs dry?
Where will you go when the well runs dry?
Where will you go when the well runs dry?
Where will you go when the well runs dry?