Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight,
Its only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight.
In the cold, feel the cold
All around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound.
Striking 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 ride.
Taken 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.
And when the waters slow down
The dark and the deep
Have no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one
No-one left to keep.
Hang on John! We're out of this at last.
Somethings changed, that's not your face.
It's mine - it's mine!
In the Rapids Video (MV)
Performed By: Fleesh
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Anthony Banks, Michael Rutherford, Peter Gabriel, Phil Collins, Steve Hackett
Fleesh - In the Rapids Lyrics
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Moving down the water
John is drifting out of sight,
Its only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight.
In the cold, feel the cold
All around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound.
Striking 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 ride.
Taken 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.
And when the waters slow down
The dark and the deep
Have no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one
No-one left to keep.
Hang on John! We're out of this at last.
Somethings changed, that's not your face.
It's mine - it's mine!
John is drifting out of sight,
Its only at the turning point
That you find out how you fight.
In the cold, feel the cold
All around
And the rush of crashing water
Surrounds me with its sound.
Striking 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 ride.
Taken 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.
And when the waters slow down
The dark and the deep
Have no-one, no-one, no-one, no-one
No-one left to keep.
Hang on John! We're out of this at last.
Somethings changed, that's not your face.
It's mine - it's mine!
Writer: Anthony Banks, Michael Rutherford, Peter Gabriel, Phil Collins, Steve Hackett
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC