"...superior technique, a subtle sense of harmonic development...Tom Splitt is a performer well worth hearing." - The Milwaukee Journal

A Ribbon of a River

A ribbon of a river
Flowing deep in the valley
Flowing low in the valley

Over rock, over clay
Over sand, over pebbles
Washing fossils clean
In a timeless bed

Full of life emergent
Life unseen
In a valley still
‘Neath a quiet hill
In a valley far from here

A narrow bending river
Weaving deep through the valley
Weaving low through the valley

Moving rock, moving clay
Moving sand, moving pebbles
Lifting nymphs and shells
From their timeless bed

Full of life emergent
On the wing
In a valley clean
In a valley green
In a valley far from here

In its rushing falling foaming
In its quiet gentle roaming
Running clear and deep
Running wide and narrow too
Never changing
Ever changing river

Now in a woodland sighing
Under a willow weeping low
Low to the river
Gentle river
Drinking deep the river

Now in a meadow winding
Under a bank it disappears
Misty mysterious
Rippling softly
Rippling home the river
Rippling, rippling home

A ribbon of a river
Flowing deep in the valley
Flowing low in the valley

Over rock, over clay
Over sand, over pebbles
Washing fossils clean
In a timeless bed

Full of life emergent
Life unseen
In a valley still
‘Neath a quiet hill
In a valley far from here

A narrow bending river
Weaving deep through the valley
Weaving low through the valley

Moving rock, moving clay
Moving sand, moving pebbles
Lifting nymphs and shells
From their timeless bed

Full of life emergent
On the wing
In a valley clean
In a valley green
In a valley far from here

In a valley still
‘Neath a quiet hill
In a valley far away