00:24Before the rivers learn their name
00:29Before the stars were shaped in flame
00:34There moved an ancient one still and true
00:41And in these parts he's called by Linkamoo
00:46Some says he's the carrier, soft and slow
00:53Of spirits from the long ago
00:58He bears their weight through tide and stream
01:04Through half-remembered dreams
01:08At home and fresh, soft where they collide
01:14In bending rivers he rides the tide
01:19The banks grow quiet when he's near
01:28Out of respect, not fear
01:32But all the knowing kind
01:37Of something old that guards the line
01:42His back is marked with stories worn
01:48Of lives once lived, of souls reborn
01:56When someone's path has reached its end
02:01And flesh can walk no curve or bend
02:06He lifts them gently, skin to foam
02:13And turns the current softly home
02:18No cries, no chains, no final plea
02:23Just rivers pull and breathe and see
02:29For all the water ever knew
02:35Is how to carry life on through
02:40So still it moves through reed and spray
02:45By moon and sun, by night and day
02:51By Linkamoo, ancient white and wise
02:57Where all souls rest and water sighs
03:04To be continued...
03:07To be continued...
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