Met a ghost of a king on the road when I first fell, fire burning
To my knees, to my knees I fell
Met a ghost of a king on a road
Words of fire
He said, "You are a lonely soul
With a heart of stone that rakes against your thirsty bones
Such a lonely soul"
Said, "I can show you what can save you, but we need to go
Where no chariot can take you
Where the river meets the sand
There is water there that can quench your thirsty bones
And make you well, make you well"

So I followed the ghost of a king with every step
I tried to see beyond for a trace of the riverside
But restlessness was my prize
And then we came upon a golden shore
But the voice of fire wasn't comin' from a ghost no more
My heart of stone came alive
When my eyes were opened up
And I saw that I had come
Where no chariot can take you
Where the river meets the sand
There is water there that can quench your thirsty bones
And make you well, make you well

So I knelt beside the river and I drank until, I drank until, I drank until I died

There's something in the water, must have brought me back
It brought me back, it brought me back to life

Where no chariot can take you
Where the river meets the sand
There is water there that can quench your thirsty bones
And make you well, well
Where no chariot can take you
Where the river meets the sand
There is water there that can quench your thirsty bones
And make you well, make you well