Iceberg lyrics - White River

White River
Words and music by Béla Selendy
 
This coldly buoyed shell tumbles through the strait of late regret,
where anchors lose their edge, your intentions claim extenuating
circumstances, there's no excuse, but your lies are wrought
in tempered steel,
they'll gird you in
till your heart starts thumping when
 
she brakes the storm at the white river's edge
your  distractions left to gambol by her side
And if it's too late to catch a mooring
how will it end?
With a sigh
With a moment left in time
 
So there's a song you would retain
It was something left, some residue
in a silted shallow pool where you'd warm your soles
in algaed goo. New
waves complicate reflection, you're crumpled up and cluttered to
a kaleidoscope
of scattered glass
Your eyes gain focus when
 

She brakes the storm at the
white river's edge
her distractions left to gambol by your side
And if it's too late to catch a mooring
how will it end?
With a dream
With a moment left in time
 

She brakes the storm at the
white river's edge
your distractions left to gambol by her side
And if it's too late to catch a mooring
how will it end?
With a life
In a moment lost in time
 

 

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