Luring

I’m the cold, cold water in the long, deep river,
what is luring you is what will cause the deadly shiver,
And all that’s sacred is all that withers.

And you were never keen, resisting all that’s been,
Forever I remain in waters never seen.

I’m your personal mirror, cut to fit you forever,
evolving so that you can have your mortal steerer,
cause all that’s sacred is all that’s with us.

And you were never keen, resisting all that’s been,
Forever I remain in waters never seen.

When I saw the river the sun was up and blinding and
on the surface gleaming with no sight down.
Should I stay till dusk? But I’d trifle away the joyous day!
So I kept on wandering, so alone.

I see it can’t be wrong, when we are always drawn
to cast our flaw along and stay until we’re done.

I’m the cold, cold water in the long deep river,
what is luring you is what will cause the deadly shiver,
And all that’s sacred is all that withers.