I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her, I'll say
"I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away
To a place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth"

In return, I'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we'll live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin
As the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in

And if one day, we wake up to a bed dry as a bone
Find our river stolen, find our sanctuary gone
We will stand and take stock
And be grateful for what we've not lost

We will pack up our bags, pack our small family
Head across the valley to where the aspen trees
Shiver as they ascend, the green hills rising to blue
At the edge of the chopping, we will turn and bid a fond ädieu

All that I know to be true is the touch of your hand on my skin
One look from you can so easily soothe all this turmoil within
As we dance cheek to cheek
With our feet so completely locked in a time all our own
I start to speak, but you gently keep me moving in time to the song
And in a voice that is sloppy with gin
You say, "Let the world spin"
I'm going to find me a dying river
And strike a deal with her, I'll say
"I'll fold you in two and I'll carry you away
To place where your headwaters will flow
Clean through to your mouth"

In return, I'll request a small sanctuary
By her banks where we will live with our small family
She will water our garden and clean the dirt from our skin
As the world clamours at our door
We will dance and not let them in