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Rising Creek
Rising Creek
© 2012 Bauer/Starburst

Come the springtime in the forest when my mountain melts its snow
I'll be down here by the creek full of history that I know
With a bucket in my hand and a hook upon the line
I'll be fishing for lost memories I'll come nibbling one last time

There's a yearning nestled deeply there's a thirst that can't be quenched
There's a part of me that's missing like a lover who's been benched
A cannon ball that's faltered from the target that it seeks
I'll be wading through the waters of the rapid rising creek

I remember how your blonde hair fell like satin on your neck
And your eyes reflected truth and your mood was always best
With the salmon struggling upstream and we thought they'd never cope
But you cheered them on with laughter and you filled my heart with hope

(repeat chorus)

Let your rivers run straight through me
Let your satin dry my tears
Let the truth I found inside your eyes
Give me comfort through the years

(repeat chorus)
Lyric Credits: Starburst
Music Credits: Bauer
Producer Credits: Jason Wyatt
Publisher Credits: Starburst
Performance Credits: Jason Wyatt
Song Length: 2:50
Primary Genre: Folk-Rock
Secondary Genre: Country-Rock
Tempo / Feel: Medium Fast (131 - 150)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Loneliness
Subject Matter 2: Existence
Mood 1: Poignant
Similar Artist 1: Mumford & Sons
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later