There is a river that flows
and one that does not
yet both can be heard.
There is a believer
and a non-believer
but both can believe.
Some see their friends
and some are with their friends
but never truly see them.
There is a dying everyday
and a living everyday
but life goes on through.
There is the singer
and the song writer
but the listener plays the tune.
There is the saved ones
and the lost ones,
and the one present
in the midst of the two.