There once was a kingdom In the fairest of lands Fed by a river so true And all of the kingdom Drew life from its waters In beauty and wisdom it grew For high in the mountains The tiniest brook Gave its life to a stream The streams flowed together And came to the river To join and sing: Flow to the river! Hear the waters cry, "We must flow to the river To keep this kingdom alive!" Outside the kingdom Lay dry barren land In spite of the river so true The life in its water Was there for the taking No one drew! So the river cried out To the brooks and the streams, "Come carve out a pathway to me, And together, We'll rush through this dry desert land With the song of spring!" Flow to the river! Hear the waters cry, "We must flow to the river To keep this kingdom alive!" My soul longs to flow With the tiniest brook; I'll give my life to receive My place in the river That feeds the kingdom And calls to me ... Flow to the river! Hear the waters cry, "We must flow to the river To keep this kingdom alive!"