River, Subdued
Nowhere else to go
Unless you stand here and brood
Now, climb into the boat
In the river, subdued
Not a person to be seen
Only reflections of the atmosphere:
Hills, snow, trees, clouds, birds
Steady paddle, steer, dear
When we finally discover
Dock cleats to secure the lines to,
Note the trouble before your boat
In the river, subdued
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