By the River

There’s this girl by the river

And oh, I think I’ve seen her before

The reflection staring back at her seems to be looking in my direction

When years pass and seconds last, I think she’ll be there forever

Testing the depth of her imagination and pray I don’t drown in the recollection

 

And there’s this girl by the river

She seems quite happy were she’s at

But I’ll never know what lies behind that layered glass

Because her life is spent looking down at the stars beneath her feet

 

Yeah, I know this girl who’s by the river

She never moves from her position

She’s always dreaming of a reality deeper than the ocean

 

There used to be a girl by the river

She’s gone today, and I cannot fathom where she’s playing.

 

And so there was a story of a girl by the river.

Author's Note

Spurr of the moment writing.