The River Lethe - Rick Miller

I’m counting each day as this life slips away.

It’s time to let go of the past.

The things that I feel, they no longer seem real.

I walk in the shadow I’ve cast.

I’m holding the line like a man out of time,

I need to get back to the light.

The blood in these veins holds a lifetime of pain.

I don’t know which battles to fight.

I reach for your hand through the darkening mist.

I look at the face in the mirror.

The eyes looking back at me don’t recognize me.

Take me down to the waters of Lethe,

Wash my hands in the river.

Lead me through to the other side,

Where I’ll dream this lifetime away.

I remember the day that they took you away,

A teardrop of blood on my hands.

And now that you’re gone I won’t stay here for long.

You know that I must make amends.

The names and the places I once knew so well,

Now seem to be fading away.

The strangers around me now

seem way to close to me.

Take me down to the waters of Lethe,

Wash my hands in the river.

Lead me through to the other side,

Where I’ll dream this lifetime away.