Underneath the oak tree, underneath the sky
I listen to the newborn lamb's cry
Cry out for nipples, soon be out to gra**
Everything is changing, too soon, too fast
I am a river pa**ing through
I am a river pa**ing through
I am a river pa**ing through
I am a river pa**ing through
This is what we do
Standing at a corner of a Dublin street
Staring to the sea of busy little feet
Going about our business, rush, push, shove
Hoping in our life times, we'll find and be in love
I am a river pa**ing through
I am a river pa**ing through
I am a river pa**ing through
I am a river pa**ing through
This is what we do
We're all pa**ing through
Pa**ing through...