Underneath where nobody finds me
all the brothers are gone
I can see the passing refugees
Flowing
They are flowing

Nobody saw me get it to my head
No, they can’t find me
Calling loud deep in the dark ravine
Flowing
Oh, I am flowing

Flowing back the village river bed
as the water flows underneath my head

All the brothers have
gone back overseas
girlies pass me by
I had the meanest heart
you’ve ever seen
Flowing
Oh I’m flowing

If I could crawl out of
this yawning earth
go find Suzy-Boo
we’d smoke gold in
the dreamland too
Flowing
We are flowing

Flowing by my river to the sea
by my mean old spirit in the trees

I turned my face to the sound above
no, they can’t see me
old bones are just food for the trees
Flowing
Oh, I’m flowing

There was lies and
fires in the hills
down the living streets
their smoke blows back my memories
Flowing
they are flowing

Flowing down river to the sea
flowing mean old bones in the stream

If these bones could
ever sail a while
for an extra mile
they’d flow just like
the river Nile
Flowing
They are flowin

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