There's A River In The Valley Made Of Melting Snow

Mystery and wonder did light up the valley

To be beat back by dark clouds

And a harsh reeking wind

And that battle staggered through three awful months

To stop for a minute

Just to start up again

Your hands like birds in the trees

If the trees themselves were all on fire

Your hips on mine make a choir

Singing "Baruch atta adonai"

And the river never made it to the lake

So the lake surrendered to the mountains

And the mountain's heart did fucking break

At the sight

Of your nervous hands

And oh, my love, so gently breathing

So my heart does softly swell

So her and me did greet the evening

With much red wine and giddy yells

In these times of wandering soldiers

Building towers on ruined field

I hold my love to my belly

And her feel breath fall across my hands

I have grown tired of the struggle

And I've grown tired of making plans

I think I'll quit to the valley

Regain my strength and start again

Where once we were some clumsy army

And now we are just lazy hens

I think I'll quit to the valley

'Til the light moves me again

So let's link arms, sisters and brothers

And let's promise not to retreat

Well, there is glory in our failure

So let's march to the rhythm of fatigue

To live our lives without leaders

To live in joy without fear

Let's walk together to the valley

And let the lights redeem our tears