Текст песни Amorphis - Black River

Still searching for my way, the right way to be Still pondering what i've done I'm still thinking what i've said, still finding from within And all that I know is still not enough I'm being held by the one Shadow tormenting my soul The curving neck of a swan The slow turning of a birds head So white its plumes and feathers Its breast like the moon in water

Silent and tranquil it moves On the river in the calm I wander back on familiar roads I sense the marks I left on the hills I see the cuts and wounds of my deeds They make me muse on life Up the hill and the mountain I look back, I look down There flows the River of Death And here the wind in my hair
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