Ever since we were children, the river was here
So we don’t even notice its roaring in our ears
And we never knew its flavor or felt its blue halo
’Til the day we floated downstream to see the church in Cairo
Downtown was deserted the day we set forth
And your grandmother said there was a cold wind from the north
But you’d lost a child, and I’d lost a friend
It was up to the Creator to bring us back again
Well, they say the cathedral is built of white stones
Though we couldn’t find a picture when we checked it on our phones
But they say that it’s tall and they say that it’s fair
And some say Abe Lincoln was baptized there
We were camped on the shore when the talking fish came
He said, “I come from the priests and their authority I claim:
Though your journey is noble, the path hence is narrow:
One and only one of you will make it to Cairo.”
In the morning the clouds were as thick as gray sheep
And we took to the water still blinking with sleep
We did not fear the prophecy would break us
For we’d never assumed where the current might take us
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