River Anacostia Songtext
von PJ Harvey

Oh, my Anacostia
Do not sigh, do not weep
Beneath the overpass
Your saviour′s waiting patiently

Walking on the water
Flowing with the poisons
From the naval yard
He's talking to the broken reeds


What will become of us?
What will become of us?
Oh-oh

A small red sun makes way for night
Trails away like a tail light
Is that Jesus on the water
Talking to the fallen trees?

What will become of us?
What will become of us?
Oh-oh