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Waters Of March

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Waters of March Words and music by: Antonio Carlos Jobim A stick, a stone It's the end of the road It's the rest of a stump It's a little alone. It's a sliver of glass It is life, it's the sun It is night, it is death It's a trap, it's a gun. The oak when it blooms, A fox in the brush A knot in the wood The song of a thrush The wood of the wind The cliff, a fall A scratch, a lump It is nothing at all. It's the wind blowing free It's the end of the slope It's a beam, it's a void It's a hunch, it's a hope And the riverbank talks Of the waters of March; It's the end of the strain It's the joy in your heart. The foot, the ground The flesh and the bone The beat of the road A slingshot stone A fish, a flash A silvery glow. A fight, a bet The range of a bow. The bed of the well, The end of the line, The dismay in the face. It's a loss, it's a find. A spear, a spike A point, a nail, A drip, a drop The end of the tale. A truckload of bricks In the soft morning light, It's the shot of the gun In the dead of the night. A mile, a must A thrust, a bump It's a girl, it's a rhyme It's a cold, it's the mumps. The plan of the house.


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