Blood Red River

Lost a friend I found down some blood red river
Never did find my way home in time to forget her
Why must people always want what they can’t have?
Why must people always take, but forget to ask?
How do we get so far?
How do we move so fast away
From the lilac-lillied lake
Where I’m told we used to play
Is it only a dream away?
Only a dream, only a dream away
Away

Blood Red River ~ Beth Orton

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