You and me old friend open Like a river, like a river West to east we feed the sea Like a river, like a river No continent is too grand that we can't run our fingers over it. No warring shores could ever band to form an army like we can. In my life, on two sides, always a river, wide river Rain to ash to silt sliding down-river, down-river Run come what may, my heart will stop someday River, run your fingers over me No continent is too grand for your golden hands. You and me old friend open Like a river, like a river West to east we feed the sea Like a river, like a river No continent is too grand that we can't run our fingers over it. No warring shores could ever band to form an army like we can. Wide golden-green hands, wide golden-green hands.