|And I'm spiralled down the river bed,|
|Autor tekstu: Tony Banks|
Catching hold of a rock that's firm,
I'm waiting for John to be carried past.
We hold together, hold together
And shoot the rapids fast.
And when the waters slow down
The dark and the deep
have no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one left to keep.
Hang on John! We're out of this at last.
Something's changed, that's not your face.
It's mine! It's mine!