Lyrics:

The River Of Tears

Waiting on an elevator  in a hotel out in California
Smog clouds up in the windows  but there is a plaque up on the wall
That tells of the Agoras  people who were here long before us
Before the covered wagons  before they lost it all

They were hunters  they were fishermen und they often fought each other
But one small tribe was different  their leader was a peaceful man
They were weavers  they were painters  trading pelts for pretty colours
Protected by the warriors for the beauty in their hands
Roll back the years  roll back the years  to the river of tears

The chief he had a daughter - she was young and she was beautiful
He said, 'Go into the forest  get some berries for the dye
But make your way back quickly  for the old bear's getting hungry
I don't want you out there  when the sun falls from the sky'

Her basket filled with berries  she headed back toward the village
When a mighty roar erupted  she ran und hid inside a hollow tree
Shadows were getting longer  the forest was getting colder
And the chief began to panic  where could his daughter be?
Lost in the years  lost in the years  on the river of tears

In the camp the fires were dying when the old chief started crying
Soon all the tribe were crying  the ground grew wet beneath their feet
And the tears they turned to water and the water became a river
And the river flowed like an arrow  to the foot of a hollow tree

And the girl looked out in wonder  as she saw the water falling
She knew it was her father and she swam to his canoe
And all the tribe stopped crying  and the river started subsiding
Into the hill of the Agoras  and so the legend grew
Roll back the years  roll back the years
Roll back the years  to the river of tears
I wish all the world was healing