Lyrics:
The wine may have gone sourBut you can't blame the bandLike you can't blame the locustsFor drought on the landYou can't blame the sea'Cause it's full of your tearsAnd you can't blame meFor wanting you hereThere's a fork in the riverNo time to think twiceA change in the weatherSo keep close at nightA hissing in the wood pileA voice on the windA fork in the riverIs where we beginI once found a rainbowLyin' flat on the groundBut I just kept walkin'Thinking more were aroundThe buzzard, the jokerThe beggar, the throneThe roses, the sugarNo safe passage homeThere's a fork in the riverNo time to think twiceA change in the weatherSo keep close an eyeA hissing in the wood pileA voice on the windA fork in the riverIs where we beginA fork in the riverNo time to think twiceA change in the weatherSo keep close an eyeA hissing in the wood pileA voice on the windA fork in the riverIs where we beginA fork in the riverIs where we beginA fork in the riverIs where we begin