There s a street in a river town And on that street is Mary s house By the house is a deep ravine And running there is a magic stream Laughing over the sand and rocks It runs the length of Mary s block Another mile to the riverside And a thousand more to the ocean wide Now, down in that ravine one day By the water, Mary lay Put her hand in the shallow stream And Mary had a magic dream She imagined that, inside her, stirred All the waters of the earth Every puddle, every creek And every one of the seven seas She could feel the fishes roam In her fingers and her toes And in her chest, the Gulf Stream flow Now, ever since her dream that day People say that Mary s changed But they sympathize when they suppose It must be strange to be the ocean She senses when the salmon swim And hurricanes lick her skin Asia tickles her left arm And the moon above tugs her heart Her front is day, her back is night She recollects the dawn of life Tidal waves run up her spine And lightning tingles when it strikes She can feel the fishes roam In her fingers and her toes And in her chest, the gulf stream flow And all this happened, so it seems Because of Mary s magic stream But some will say that lakes and wells And even rain can cast a spell And every water drop you ask Tells a tale of oceans vast So careful when you take a drink There s magic in the kitchen sink