Descend upon the river for willow talk in unison What you hear must be delivered What comes out must be bigger than my imagination Should we reconsider talking till the day is new What you say is full of bitter things one thinks but shouldn? t do We hold our adulation It? s true We? re in the wilderness here with you We? ll walk the dew dry We walk the dew dry for a new life Descend on the table spirits flow in unison What we say can? t leave the room When we run out there? s work to do A new preoccupation Should we reconsider working till the day is new Should the sun dictate your mood Recall how it was gray here too Those days aren? t getting longer That place is fading away We walk the dew dry We walk the dew dry for a new life