"The River" by P.J. Harvey

and they came to the river 
and they came from the road 
and he wanted the sun 
just to call his own 
and they walked on the dirt 
and they walked from the road 
Until they came to the river 
Until they came up close 
Throw your pain in the river
Throw your pain in the river
Live your pain in the river
To be washed away slow 

and we walked without words 
and we walked with our lives 
two silent birds 
circled by 
Like our pain in the river 
And a pain in the river 
and the whites suns scatters 
Washed away slow 


and we followed the river 
and we followed the road 
and we walked through this land 
and we called it a home 
but he wanted the sun 
and I wanted the whole 
and the whites lights scatters 
and the sun sets low 
Like the pain in the river 
Like the pain in the river 
Like the whites lights scatters 
To be washed away slow 
Like the pain in the river 
Like the pain in the river 
Like the way light scatter
To be washed away slow