Besedila: Jam. TALES FROM THE RIVERBANK.

Bring you a tale from the pastel fields
Where we ran when we were young
This is a tale from the water meadows
Trying to spread some hope into your heart

It?s mixed with happiness, it?s mixed with tears
Both life and death are carried in this stream
That open space you could run for miles
Now you don?t get so many to the pound

True it?s a dream mixed with nostalgia
But it?s a dream that I?ll always hang on to
That I always run to
Won?t you join me by the riverbank

Paradise found down by the still waters
Joined in the race to the rainbow?s end
No fears, no worries just a golden country
Woke at sunrise, went home at sunset

Now life is so critical
Life is too cynical
We lose our innocence
We lose our very soul

True it?s a dream mixed with nostalgia
But it?s a dream that I?ll always hang on to
That I always run to

True it?s a dream mixed with nostalgia
But it?s a dream that I?ll always hang on to
That I always run to
Won?t you join me by the riverbank
Come on and join me by the riverbank