I can see it A river in the desert A dry land sinking Beneath its living water A deaf and blind man Receives his dormant senses I can see it The drought has come and gone Do you perceive it A whisper in the silence? Or are you listening To anything beside it? A Word is brandished To cut through bone and tendon It is finished And life has just begun Rainwater Fall on us Restore the land Wild river Course through us Bring life from death I can see it A river in the desert