man what a ride
over the water-smoothed brink of a crag
and down the mountain's side
no time to peer over the ledge
it's happening as I speak
we're plummeting without lag
to some river's sea-ward slide
here I come
there we go
drenched and dumb
as we enter the flow
there's no end to this dive
as you stay alert and stay alive...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.
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