Born and set for the river
With an oath to carry our old
We will follow their sound
And never be heard
And always steer clear of the road
What will we do with the bodies?
What will we do with the bodies?
What will we do with the bodies?
We'll be rolling down the river
Rolling down the river
Soil and clay in dredges
And we'll never find the ring
Sombre and blind
We lowered the vice
But what can we see anyway
What will we do with the bodies?
What will we do with the bodies?
What will we do with the bodies?
We'll be rolling down the river
Rolling down the river

To the sea
Unsaid we departed
That oath now carries us on
We will fall in to sounds
And inlets abound
Where a sorrow resides in each cove

Cracked ice and leaves fallen
Boom
We hit a stone, we're riverbound
Light fires to the ties
We've left for home
All of that is gone
Shining light, Horizon
Deliver us
Alive and whole
Blinding bright harvest songs
We'll miss you all
We'll miss you

We're soil and clay under bridges
For we've never found the ring