I been dreaming lately 'bout this place in the country where the air is clean

Unplug the cords and flip off the switches, kick off my shoes and feel the grass beneath my feet

Sooner or later everyone will face this, wanna be the first one to embrace

And kick a hole right through my television, sit out on my porch with a big smile upon my face

'Cause high above the tallest skyscrapers, deep in the cracks beneath the city streets

The seeds of change are already growing, everywhere people oare feeling incomplete

Unconsciously, they are awakening

Roll river roll, we gotta wash this whole place clean

And make the city like it never was, a faded memory or a dream

Roll river roll, we gotta wash these tears away

I wanna face you, don't wanna never be afraid

And when, the rivers subside and the saplings rise

Will we make a better choice than before

Or are we bound to remake all the same mistakes once more

Four sisters floated about on a raft fashioned out of the splintered remains of their home

They were cast out to sea by a storm wild and free and left to drift in the doldrums alone

One had brought silver, and another had gold, and a diamond so big it took two hands to hold

And the third had a brush and some lipstick and blush, to apply was her plan, at the first sight of land

But the fourth sister wept, for there was nothing she had kept of the broken world they left behind

She wept for the three, for even now they weren't free, as she gazed upon them one last time

And as they squabbled and fought over who had owned what, she said her goodbyes silently

And she tiptoed away on the crest of a wave, and the rest were buried in the sea

They were buried in the heart of the sea

Roll river, black water, swallow the tears from the sky, rise higher

For 40 nights and for 40 days, we're gonna have to learn to live a better way