The River Unbroken - Russ Taff

Waiting for the train to come

I keep a’waiting for the train to come

Dreamin' of the river and the rising sun

I keep thinkin' 'bout the world to come

My life packed up in a suitcase

Old man staring from the doorway

My hope tarries in the distance

Love comes on the wheels of my deliverance

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, where is the river unbroken?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, when will the whistle blow?

Waitin' for the train to come

I keep waitin' for the train to come

Keepin' my appointment with the one who lives

In the heart of everything that is

All night sleepin' in a station

Dear God, it’s hard not to be impatient

I watch through the windows of forgiveness

I cry and my word’s my only witness

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, where is the river unbroken?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, when will the whistle blow?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, where is the river unbroken?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, when will the whistle blow?

Sometimes I feel I can’t go on

I get so tired, all passion’s gone

My head, my heart, my arms, my legs

Well, I’ve got strength to crawl away

Then something breaks inside my soul

That spirit’s finally taking hold

Oh, my ears can hear, my eyes can see

Those clouds

Tell me, where is the river unbroken?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, where is the river unbroken?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, when will the whistle blow?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, where is the river unbroken?

Oh, oh, ooh, oh, when will the whistle blow?

I’m waiting for the train, I’m ready for the train

I keep waiting for the train to come

Singin', oh, oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, ooh, oh