There's something lost somewhere between the mountains and the sea, Something in that space between you and me. Something sold down the river And my heart is in your quiver And you are shooting those arrows right at me. And I don't know How I'm gonna make that river flow When it's all stopped up with mud And the fire, it's understood Will burn down the forest around me. There's something lost somewhere on that old 101 Something sitting blinded, staring into the sun Something remembered bitter And my heart is in your quiver And you're shooting those arrows Right at me. ...and I don't know How I can make it better, or else go When it's all covered with lies And your thumb is in the pie And you are pulling the Kingdom down Around me. There's something hidden somewhere in the burning of the sun Something covered in leaves, Something on the run. And my heart is getting bigger And those arrows in your quiver Are missing their mark, and hitting me. ...and I don't know how I'm gonna stop this bloody flow, When I am stuck full of holes, and the exit has a toll Which will drain the life right outta me. There's wild turkey feathers and buffalo hair clogging up your drain There's bows and there are arrows, there is sadness and there is pain There is a bottle on the bottom of a lake of wasted trips, There is a ditch with your name on and the mortician thumbs the slips That say that this was the day That you didnt know how the river took you so far away And the silt and the sorrow, the ducks in the hollow Carry right on flying past your door. Oh the way that river flows and the way it always goes: The dirty dishes and broken hitches, the ditches and the snitches That pulled the shades down on you & me.