Fable

You might catch her riding high upon the waves
Down in Newport, California
You might catch her in Manhattan taking names
Talking tough like a New Yorker
You might catch her out in London drinking late
Running a tab she can’t afford
And the people say she’s living life the way
That she should before she’s older

For it is strange the way the river bends
And she can’t know where it will lead
I know she’d like to think it never ends
But she would like to think a lot of things

You might catch her driving east across the plains
Passing Tulsa, Oklahoma
You might catch her flying west over the states
To her home in Arizona
You might catch her hunting treasure out in Spain
Searching castles in Segovia
And the people say she’s living life the way
That she should before she’s colder

For it is strange the way the river bends
And she has thrown away the map
And she would like to think it never ends
But she won’t know so let her row while she can

She is heading down a road she’s never known
But she will go while she is able
She has lost her phone with no direction home
But turning back’s not on the table
You know you cannot keep an eagle in it’s cage
Can’t keep a stallion in a stable
So give her space and let her run her race
And if she fails, make it a fable

For it is strange the way the river bends
We don’t know where it will lead
I know we’d like to think it never ends
But we would like to think a lot of things

For it is strange the way the river bends
I think we all could use a hand
I know we’d like to think it never ends
But we don’t know so let us row while we can