The River Keeps Its Name
The frost has sealed the millstone
The river keeps its name
You left your coat beside the
doorway I still reach for it
the same
Hold fast, hold fast
While the black water climbs
Hold fast, hold fast
Till the last bell finds its
time
Your mother's cup
is chipped at the rim
The bread goes hard by noon
I count the steps across the
yard And wait for you to
come
Hold fast, hold fast
While the black water climbs Hold
fast, hold fast
Till the last bell finds its
time
If the road takes you beyond
us If the snow erases every
mark
I will keep the door unlatched
I will keep the lamp in
the dark
Hold fast, hold fast
While the black water climbs
Hold fast, hold fast
Till the last bell finds its
time
The river
keeps its name
The river keeps its name