walking by a river I reach my hands to cup the sky run down my arms a bitter blue turn to red and the gashes grow the river taste me I am so much more then I have ever been oh, oh, oh, oh take this my arms take this my eyes that this my mouth and all this seems to be completely true yeah walking by a river I reach my hands to cup the sky run down my arms a bitter blue turn to red and the gashes grow the river taste me I am so much more then I have ever been oh, hey, hey, hey its ok, its alright take this my arms take this my eyes that this my mouth and all this seems to be completely true