In the Rapids

Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight
It's only at the turning point
That you find out how to fight

In the cold, feel the cold
All around
And the rush of crashing water
Surround us with it's sound

Striking out to reach you
I can't get through to the other side
When you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to ride

Taken down, taken down
By the undertow
I'm spiraled down the river bed
My fire is burning low

Catching hold of a rock that's firm
I'm waiting for John to be carried past
We hold together, hold together
And shoot the rapids fast

And when the waters slow down
The dark and the deep
Have no, no one, no one, no one
No one left to keep

Hang on John, we're out of this at last
Something's changed, that's not your face
It's mine, it's mine!