Thrown out on the highway they get home just the same
Slips through wet fingers back under ground
The trail's not cold, the coals are hot
Where rough diamonds lie
Locked in black boxes they'll find their way
Where something dissolved and got free in the current
Salmon at sea that head back to fresh water
Affection explained in a watched world
The reason for the voyage hasn't been forgot
There's nothing of magic in this shining pearl
There's nothing of magic in this shining pearl
The blood and the paint from the towns that got captured
Will change and shape to suit its eye
Where rough diamonds lie
A lens that bends all light
To the head of the stream and the inevitable slaughter
Each fishy sparkles again and again
Affection explained in a watched world
The crew draw back together like magnets
The water gets red with the rust of an anchor
Gold speckled waters, the source unfound
Carry the future back off down the river
