Lord, unite me with my love,
My heart whispers this desire.
A true lover is one who knows,
The suffering that love does inspire.
In every space, I see my beloved,
What does the sunrise ever take?
My love, my question, resides beyond,
The river, its distant wake.
I'll give the water, the distant shore,
And somewhere close, I must arrive.
I'll give the water, the distant shore.
The story fades, the time has passed,
The story fades, the time has passed.
The evening's waters, I have amassed.
Sitting upon the river's edge, I ponder,
Sitting upon the river's edge, I ponder,
How to cross, to not surrender.
I'll give the water, the distant shore.
The open arms of death await,
The longing for union, seals my fate.
The evening's blush, a warning call,
I must drown, and love will prevail.
I'll give the water, the distant shore.
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