Thrill - Future Islands

LyrIcs by：Gerrit Welmers/Michael Lowry/Samuel T. Herring/William Cashion

Composed by：Gerrit Welmers/Michael Lowry/Samuel T. Herring/William Cashion

Blue water Black bible

Old river Come quietly

Just asking

A glass of water

They don't know me

Don't try me

Nobody gonna pick me up

I'm falling down

And I'm 5th St. bound

Now nobody wanna fill me up

I've fallen down

None of my friends around

Seen it on the news

Looked like me and you

Did they hear me calling

Blue water

Black rider

Keep on rolling

Keep on riding

Old silver

Old Tar River Keep running

Black water

Old river

That old Tar River

Just keeps rising Inside me

Nobody gonna pick me up

I've fallen down

And I'm 5th St. bound

Seen it on the news

Some never seem to lose

They say the rest are fallen

I seen it on the news

It wasn't mine to lose

Do they hear me calling

Heavy this leans inside me

Keep Rising

The river seethes

Parting the ground beneath me

Keep Rising

Just like the sea

O Tar River

Watching it washing over

Tar River

The broken reeds

It grows inside me

Gambling the rushing water

Keeps on running

Over me

Keeps rising

Over me

Keeps rising

Over me

Over me

Keeps rising Keep Rising