Now we're sliding, it's intriguing
So young yet too old to learn...
That someone is the thirst
The river always runs dry first
You're in heaven, this is heaven now
You're in heaven
As the tides they draw and close
And the seasons turn again
Will the moon still wax and wane?
Will you always colour the day?
You're in heaven, this is heaven now
You're in heaven
Now we're sliding, it's intriguing
So young yet too old to learn...
That someone is the thirst
The river always runs dry first
