the river is the holy ghost aquatic master of the theory of flow and well well when my well had gone dry hey then you come along and lift a cup up to my teary eye ain t it a shame how the rain got stuck up in the willow tree and it never found it s way on down to me i think of a scenario of you and the stereo and now the sun pours through the window to the right and now the sun pours through the window and it s all right hey now the sun comes through the window and it s all right ain t it a shame how the rain got stuck up in the willow tree and it never found it s way on down to me you come at me in stereo i took you in and let her go and now the sun comes through the window to the right hey now the sun comes through the window and it s all right hey now the sun comes through the window and it s all right hey now the sun comes through the window and it s all right