Bill Miller River Of Time
I was lookin' back on faded dreams from yesturday Like a brush from my past they painted the evening sky But the currents so strong, I couldn't hold on They kept rollin' by And all the colors bled into a river of time The innocent child fades into the mist on the river of time An angry young man is shaking his fist on the river of time Roll on river of time, rage on river of time There are faces and places I hold sacred Some I've passed along the way Some live on in memory, some I've passed along the way With the rain from a storm, a river is born Winding down to the sea, and the river of time Keeps on rollin' thru eternity The angry young man learns how to forgive On the river of time He holds an innocent child in his arms On the river of time Roll on river of time Rage on river of time
