The River

THE RIVER

The boy grows to man, gets wiser if he can

Walks further in the footsteps of his father

And on his long discovery he finds out who he wants to be

Rejoicing as his mission becomes harder

And as he swims the sea of life

Falls in love and takes a wife

The student turns to teacher in his time

And if he learns to love himself

He can be happy with himself

This is everybody's story, and it's mine.

The girl grows to woman, aware of all that's coming

And tries to heed the wise words of her mother

And in her independence she learns well to defend herself

Against the ignorances of another

And with beauty and with pride

She grows wise and strong inside

So career and motherhood can run its course

And if she learns to love herself

She can be happy with herself

This is everybody's story, and it's yours.

I follow the mountain way, down through the forest

Guided by rocks that determine my track

I grow with the widening pastures around me

And I roll on ahead for there's no going back

For the river

For the river

For the river

Life is a river.