Life is a River

Sometimes I feel like I'm on a raft
and my life is a river,
or maybe a rapid.
Sometimes I'm alone,
alone on a raft.
I have no oar.
It's cold, just too cold.
Then I fall over,
alone in the river.

I'm drowning in frigid water,
but mom always said I was a good swimmer.
Sometimes I'm drowning.
Sometimes I swim.
All on the river alone.

Sometimes I feel like I'm on a raft
and my life is a river,
or maybe a rapid.
Sometimes I'm joined,
there's friends on the raft.
We all have an oar.
It's cold, still so cold.
but the excitement keeps us warm.
We hit sharp rocks,
its felt with a thud.
A few well-placed strokes,
sends us on to calm water.
Sometimes it's rocks.
Sometimes it's calm water.
We're all on a raft,
on the river together.

Sometimes I feel like I'm stuck in the water
and my life is a river

that's nearing a cliff.
I hear the falls crashing.
I swim, I swim, but move ever closer.
My limbs are just burdens,
as I near the fall.
Sometimes it scares me.
Sometimes it's okay.
Life is a river
and we all face the falls.

Sometimes I feel like I'm riding a tube
and my life is a river
that moves like a snake.
The sun sears the flesh
The water tickles toes.
There's others around me,
more tubes by my side.
The rum is too potent,
but the coke is too mellow.
We bask in the day,
just steered by the water.
Sometimes I'm burnt,
Sometimes I'm tanned,
We never forget
those days on the river.

Sometimes I'm longing
for a trip on that tube.
Sometimes I still
end up on the raft.
A raft on the rocks,
a tube in the sun.
Sometimes I am paddling
Sometimes I just drift.
Sometimes I feel like my life is a river.
Most days I feel like my life is a river.