I move in every direction I want to leave this hell Waiting for the intersection I want to know myself
Where will the river turn Where will the river turn Where will the river turn Where will the river turn
We were told that it’s coming But we’re floating in thin air And we’re searching for something When we know it isn’t there And we’re free to begin again But we run like we don’t care Sailin’ on this river to nowhere
I’m broke in a wild abandon Set out on a living spree I leave when my roots get planted No branches to burden me
Where will the river turn Where will the river turn Where will the river turn Where, where?
We were told that it’s coming But we’re floating in thin air And we’re searching for something When we know it isn’t there And we’re free to begin again But we run like we don’t care Sailin’ on this river to nowhere
And I know it could be That someone somewhere out there is watching me But I’m lost in my faith So why wouldn’t I be lost in this terrain
Upstream like a salmon spawning Then south like a winter flock My nest is a paper awning Waiting to clot to rock
Where will the river turn Where will the river turn Where will the river turn Where will the river turn