I don't ever want to die Do you know this arrow when it arches high To meet the eagle in the sky?
The eagle flies using the river as a map A small animal in its clasp / Alive and enjoying the ride
Is life a ride to ride / Or a story to shape and confide Or chaos neatly denied?
Some people find the taste of Pilgrim guts to be too strong Me I find I can't get by without them for too long Tear at the flesh tear at the bone Of anyone who'll tell you the known is unknown
Life ain't confidential It's not / It isn't and it ain't Confidential
Ride my arrow Ride my arrow
The land I love is splitting in two / Again And again and again and again War muddies the river And getting out we're dirtier than getting in