By The River - Weeping Willows

These streets are deserted

Black asphalt and rain

Behind the drawn curtains

The homes look the same

I’ve been here too long

And I don’t belong

No one cares about the man whose head hangs down

No one hears the cries of the man about to drown

This town is soaked in silence

A quiet threat of violence

And here I am

By the river

I’m down by the river

I stand by the water

With the light of the moon

A road made of silver

Am I leaving too soon?

I’ve been here too long and I don’t belong

No one cares about the man whose head hangs down

No one hears the cries of the man about to drown

This town is soaked in silence

A quiet threat of violence

And here I am

By the river

No one cares about the man whose head hangs down

No one hears the cries of the man about to drown

This town is soaked in silence

A quiet threat of violence

Yes this town is soaked in silence

A quiet threat of violence

And here I am

By the river

I’m down by the river