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    "Waters Of March" Lyrics

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    A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road
    It's the rest of a stump, it's a little alone

    It's a sliver of glass, it is life, it's the sun
    It is night, it is death, it's a trap, it's a gun

    The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush
    The knot in the wood, the song of a thrush

    The wood of the wind, a cliff, a fall
    A scratch, a lump, it is nothing at all

    It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope
    It's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a hope

    And the river bank talks of the waters of March
    It's the end of the strain, It's the joy in your heart

    The foot, the ground, the flesh and the bone
    The beat of the road, a slingshot's stone

    A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light
    A shot of a gun in the dead of the night

    A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump,
    It's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's a cold, it's the mumps
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    The plan of the house, the body in bed
    And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud

    A float, a drift, a flight, a wing
    A hawk, a quail, oh, the promise of spring

    And the river bank talks of the waters of March
    It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart (repeat)

    A point, a grain, a bee, a bite
    A blink, a buzzard, a sudden stroke of night

    A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain
    A snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain

    A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe
    A fish, a flash, a silvery glow

    The bed of the well, the end of the line
    The dismay on the face, it's a loss, it's a find

    A spear, a spike, a point, a nail
    A drip, drip, drip, drop, the end of the day

    And the river bank talks of the waters of March
    It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart (repeat)

    ,the end of the road,a little alone

    A sliver of glass, a life, the sun
    A knife, a death, the end of the run

    And the river bank talks of the waters of March
    It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart

    And the river bank talks of the waters of March
    It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart

    The waters of March,

    And the river bank talks of the waters of March
    It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart

    The waters of March
    This song was submitted on April 13th, 2005 and last modified on March 1st, 2006.
    Thanks to Val Manarin for the contribution to this song.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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