Walking upstream
A muddy river bed
There’s no water flowing
Cold chill in my head
A muddy river bed
There’s no water flowing
Cold chill in my head
Where did it come from
This I cannot tell
Felt like rain from heaven
I can’t bring back that spell
It’s not the road I was taking
I must keep on as I try
To find the fresh river source
And get water before I die
This way is muddy and hard
I sweat tears and I trudge on
It’s not the way others are taking
But upstream is where I belong
This I cannot tell
Felt like rain from heaven
I can’t bring back that spell
It’s not the road I was taking
I must keep on as I try
To find the fresh river source
And get water before I die
This way is muddy and hard
I sweat tears and I trudge on
It’s not the way others are taking
But upstream is where I belong
