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Waters of March
Art Garfunkel
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A stick, a stone It's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump It's a little alone It's a sliver of glass It is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death It's a trap, it's a gun The oak when it blooms A fox in the brush The knot of the wood The song of a thrush The wood of the wind A cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump It is nothing at all It's the wind blowing free It's the end of the slope It's a beam, it's a void It's a hunch, it's a hope And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the end of the strain It’s the joy in your heart The foot, the ground The flesh and the bone The beat of the road A slingshot's stone A truckload of bricks In the soft morning light The shot of a gun In the dead of the night A mile, a must A thrust, a bump It's a girl, it's a rhyme It's a cold, it's the mumps The plan of the house The body in bed And the car that got stuck It's the mud, it's the mud Afloat, adrift A flight, a wing A hawk, a quail The promise of spring And the riverbank talks Of the waters of March It's the promise of life It's the joy in your heart A point, a grain A bee, a bite A blink, a buzzard A sudden stroke of night A pin, a needle A sting, a pain A snail, a riddle A wasp, a stain A snake, a stick It is John, it is Joe A fish, a flash A silvery glow And the riverbank talks Of the waters of March It's the promise of life In your heart, in your heart A stick, a stone The end of the load The rest of a stump A lonesome road A sliver of glass A life, the sun A knife, a death The end of the run And the river bank talks Of the waters of March It's the end of the strain It’s the joy in your heart
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