On the other side of the night she cries
Somewhere between the sheets and the skies

She runs the river 'til the river runs dry
She runs the river 'til the day that she dies

A cold wind blows through her coiled chains
Searching for something to ease the pain

She runs the river 'til the river runs dry
She runs the river 'til the day that she dies

A flash of red and she is gone
Sleeping in the womb of a song

She runs the river 'til the river runs dry
She runs the river 'til the day that she dies