MUSIC
DIVE IN THE RIVER (MARK ANTHONY BURKE)
When the rain slows to an old prayer,
I drift the torn sky alone,
come back to climb your stairs,
come to believe in what we’ve done.
Burn me with your quiet stares,
do the stars to me and I’ll show
where a man goes to live
when he’s been alone too long.
When the rain slows to an old prayer,
I drift the torn sky alone,
come back to climb your stairs,
come to believe in what we’ve done.
Burn me with your quiet stares,
do the stars to me and I’ll show
where a man goes to live
when he’s been alone too long.