The Waters Of March
Tom Jobim
Verse A stick a stone it’s the end of the road It’s the rest of a stump it’s a little alone It’s a sliver of glass it is life it’s the sun It is night it is death it’s a trap it’s a gun The oak when it blooms a fox in the brush The knot in the wood the song of a thrush The will of the wind a cliff a fall A scratch a lump it is nothing at all It’s the wind blowing free it’s the end of the slope It’s a beam it’s a void it’s a hunch it’s a hope And the river bank talks of the waters of March It’s the end of the strain it’s the joy in your heart Verse The foot the ground the flesh and the bone The beat of the road a slingshot’s stone A fish a flash a silvery glow A fight a bet the range of a bow The bed of the well the end of the line The dismay in the face it’s a loss it’s a find A spear a spike a point a nail A drip a drop the end of the tale A truckload of bricks in the soft morning light The shot of a gun in the dead of the night A mile a must a thrust a bump It’s a girl it’s a rhyme it’s a cold it’s the mumps The plan of the house the body in bed And the car that got stuck it’s the mud it’s the mud A float a drift a flight a wing A hawk a quail the promise of spring And the river bank talks of the waters of March It’s the promise of life it’s the joy in your heart Instrumental Verse A snake a stick it is John it is Joe It’s a thorn in your hand and a cut in your toe A point a grain a bee a bite A blink a buzzard a sudden stroke of night A pass in the mountains a horse and a mule In the distance the shelves rode three shadows of blue And the river bank talks of the waters of March It’s the promise of life in your heart in your heart Verse A stick a stone the end of the load The rest of a stump a lonesome road A sliver of glass a life the sun A night a death the end of the run And the river bank talks of the waters of March It’s the end of all strain it’s the joy in your heart
