Christian kjellvander

At The Rapids

Christian kjellvander


For the way my bird, for the way my bird 
Spots me 
For her strands so soft and so unique 
That swallow the storm in me 

My wolf cries my wolf's eyes 
Render me stale 
And the cold but dry European nights 
Keep our bodies pale 

(Chorus) 
Let us walk through the rapids 
Let's be songs in the chapel 
Let's be words in the bible 
All believed and all eternal 

That which leads has led me here 
Upon my strangers bed 
Before the virgin matter of 
Giving thought some head 

(Repeat Chorus) 

All I love is gathered in one 
Gathered to be released 

Strike up a band for my gold has been panned 
And my love has been retrieved