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Burning The River (Francis Pete)

His lips don't move But still he speaks His dark green eyes stare at me He tells me of his papa Working on the railway Blowing his harmonica In the morning I'm checkin' in, checkin' out Feeling loved, filling out Deeper fish, deeper lungs Deeper words for the deeper tongue He says i'm telling you I'm burning the river So i go home A girl lies in my bed I hold her hipbone And pulle her closer I put her cold hands Between my thighs Stare out the window Into a darkening sky I'm checkin' in, checkin' out Feeling loved, filling out Deeper fish, deeper lungs Deeper words for the deeper tongue He says i'm telling you I'm burning the river She's left only Her body for me I lie here feeling her hair Waiting for sleep In the early hours of night I'm checkin' in, checkin' out Feeling loved, filling out Deeper fish, deeper lungs Deeper words for the deeper tongue He says i'm telling you I'm burning the river