A River Runs Through It

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But I still reach out to them.

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Of course, now I'm too old
to be much of a fisherman.

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And now I usually fish
the big waters alone...

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although some friends
think I shouldn't.

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But when I am alone
in the half-light of the canyon...

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all existence seems to fade to a being
with my soul and memories...

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and the sounds of the Big Blackfoot
River and a four-count rhythm...

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and the hope that a fish will rise.

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Eventually,
all things merge into one...

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and a river runs through it.

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The river was cut
by the world's great flood...

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and runs over rocks
from the basement of time.

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On some of the rocks
are timeless raindrops.

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Under the rocks are the words...

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and some of the words are theirs.

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I am haunted by waters.