This one by Connie Kaldor DOWN TO A RIVER (ALAN'S SONG) dedicated to the memory of Alan Stein There are dinners, there is music There is laughter, there are tears There are memories that go back Over the years There are marks made in a life Like only good friends do Now I must choose to make a mark For the things I loved in you I'll go down to a river And plant a tree Something strong, wild and living Those are my memories And I'll go up to a mountain And sing to the stars Can you hear me Wherever you are And there's phone calls and there's crying And there's clutching to the chest And there's singing songs and throwing dirt And laying down to rest And there's carving words on stone And making church bells ring But the river, when it freezes over Still thaws and runs each spring So I will go down to a river And plant a tree Something strong, wild and living Those are my memories And I'll go up to a mountain And sing to the stars Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Wherever you are Do you hear the ones who loved you Who were glad they knew you well Do the hearts you left that miss you Ring like a bell I will go down to a river And plant a tree Strong, wild and living Those are my memories And I'll go up to a mountain And sing to the stars Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Wherever you are Can you hear me Can you hear me Can you hear me Wherever you are from Small Cafe ©1996 Word of Mouth Music
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