Basia - The Waters of March lyrics

A stick, a stone, it's the end of the road It's the rest of the stump, it's a little alone It's a sliver of gla**, it is life, it's the sun It is night, it is d**h, it's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms, a fox in the brush The knot of the wood, the song of the thrush The wood of the wind, the cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump, it is nothin' at all It's the wind blowing free, it's the end of the slope It's a beam, it's a void, it's a hunch, it's a cope And the riverbank talks of the water of March It's the end of the strain it's the joy in your heart A foot, the ground, the flesh and the bone The beat of the road, a slingshot stone A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light The shot of a gun in the dead of the night A mile, a must, a thrust, a bump It's a girl, it's a rhyme, it's the cold, it's the mumps The plan of the house, the body in bed And the car that got stuck, it's the mud, it's the mud A float, a drift, a flight, a wing A co*k, a quail or the promise of spring And the riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart And the riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart A point, a grain, a bee, a bite A blink, a buzzard, the sudden stroke of night A pin, a needle, a sting, a pain A snail, a riddle, a wasp, a stain, hey A snake, a stick, it is John, it is Joe A fish, a flash, a silvery glow The bed of the well, the end of the line The dismay on the face, it's a loss, it's a find A spear, a spike, a point, a nail A drip, a drop, the end of the day And the riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life in your heart, in your heart And the riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart And the riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of joy in your heart The end of the road, a little alone, a sliver of gla** A life, the sun, a night a d**h, the end of the run And the riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart The waters of March The riverbanks talks of the waters of March It's the promise of life, it's the joy in your heart The waters of March