Rivers - Small Feet

What kind of film

Plays in your mind

What finds you in

What finds you out

I look for your ghost

Almost every night

I make up little signs

That say you are alright

It pours all downstream

And falls at the mouth

It runs all out again

And comes back around

Love has a purpose

Love goes around

Easy to cast so hard to hold

I followed your footsteps

Out onto the sand

And they end at the part

Where water rush on the land

The way we created sometimes at least

It still finds me here

And it offers no peace