Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting here burning daylight, thinking about the past
And that distance out there where the earth meets the sky
The slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down
John's at my side, but he's sitting on firmer ground

John says I look at the moon and the stars
These days more often than I look into his eyes
And I can't disagree, so I don't say nothing
I just stare on past his face at Venus rising
Like a shining speck of hope hanging over the horizon

With each passing year that I sit here
That horizon seems to inch just that much nearer
And all that appears on it seems as clear as spit
But if there's one thing in my life that these years have taught
It's that you can always see it coming, but you can never stop it

Speed River at my feet running low and flat
I'm sitting here burning daylight, thinking about the past
And that distance out there where the earth meets the sky
The slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down
John's at my side, but he's not noticing that I'm drowning
The slightest move and this river mud pulls me further down
John's at my side, but he's not noticing that I'm drowning