From the recording Rare To Go


River of Dreams - David Elias

I sleep by the fire, your song’s in my dreams. I run off to find you,
you’re nowhere it seems. The blue clouds float higher, metallic skies gleam. Your shadow’s the answer, this river of dreams.

A fortnight’s a long time to wait by the door. Your footsteps
don’t echo, they been here before. I pull my coat tighter,
look out one time more. Your shadow’s the answer, it lies
on the floor.

I’ll cast one more time, to the river of dreams, with a net made
of willow and sycamore leaves. I won’t look behind me as tears
turn to streams. Echo those answers in rivers of dreams.