There's a hole in the river where my auntie lies
from the land of the living to the air and sky
left her car by the river left her shoes beside
through the thorns and the bushes i hope she was...
Dreaming of glory
miles above the mountains and plains
free at last
We were touched by a cold wind, my father and i
the sound of desperate breathing her fear inside us all
she was coming to see him but something changed her mind
drove her down to the river
there is no return
There's a hole in the river where a memory lies
from the land of the living to the air and sky
she was coming to see him
but something changed her mind,
drove her down to the river
there is no return

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