In The Rapids

Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight
It's only at the turning point
That you find out how you fightIn the cold, feel the cold
All around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its soundStriking out to reach you
I can't get through to the other side
When you're racing in the rapids
There's only one way, that's to rideTaken down, taken down by the undertow
I'm spiraled down the river bed, my fire is burning low
Catching hold of a rock that's firm, I'm waiting for John to be carried past
We hold together, hold together and shoot the rapids fast