Athabasca

Athabasca has a hold onto its spring

And its rivers never seem to stop going

Follow back into past wintertime

Back to fall back to those early summer

When you find out what has already been found

And the currents are in need of better grounding

What do these parties ever mean to me

When they leave out decency till later

It was your father's grandfather's first fight

There's enough from yesterday so that you'll worry

When you find out about your history

And how they left out decency until later

Athabasca has a hold onto its spring

And its rivers never seem to stop going

Follow back into past wintertime

Back to fall back to those early summers