Goldfish

If you go there Please don't be afraid Meet me on the healing day Tell them about the moneymakers And the big machines Tell them about the lonesome strangers On the filthy streets And the water moves The water flows What is made of wood will go up in smoke And the water moves The water flows What is made of love will go to heaven If you go there, when the sea turns grey Meet me on the healing day Tell them about the hazy nights And the foggy mornings Tell them about the riverside And the moonlight stories And the water moves The water flows What is made of wood will go up in smoke And the water moves The water flows What is made of light At the riverside We need a little fear At the riverside To fight the courage At the riverside We need an eagle eye At the riverside To find the goldfish