On a Clear Day (feat. Libby DeCamp)

In a dream on a clear day Near the bend in the river Where he was born, before the war I'm on the bridge with my father Above the stream we are busy Getting rid of this figure He had torn off with a roar "Let's throw it in the water" "Things are just what they are, aren't they? " He says as we hurl his shadow down On a clear day Leaning over the railing I am one with the river And his shadow is fading In quiet ripples and shimmers Quiet ripples and shimmers It had looked like the black robe From the doomsday preacher In a mess, powerless Before going under But then again, when it came up Emerging defeated It had always been a cross He says "I'm free" and shudders "Things are just what they are, aren't they? " He says as it coasted out of town On a clear day Leaning over the railing I am one with the river And his shadow is fading In quiet ripples and shimmers Quiet ripples and shimmers