Whitewater
Zaac Pick
Time is a river babe moving so fast
Over the banks of the bodies we have
Time is a river babe we don’t know how deep
We wade in and get swept off our feet
Time is a river babe over my head
Capsized our boat and there’s no turning back
Time is a river babe carving a path
Flood it may flow to the ocean at last
Oh white water, wearing you and I
But we’ve got to try
To hold that line
Make moments last, before they have passed
But it’s running fast
Time is a river babe, slipping thru cracks
Days are but grains in the old hourglass
Time is a river babe drowning our plans
Treading the currents we reach for the land
Time is a river babe picking up speed
There’s never enough to take all that you need
Time is a river babe and it’s sink or swim
No anchor will hold as we’re carried within