Savannah, savannah
You could hold a room in the palm of your hand
The depths you know are far beyond my own
You could crack me up in a burning room
And what ancient truths hide behind those words
Oh Savannah, Savannah
Now wash away false truth, I feel forgotten youth
And I've no right, and I've no mind
But just to ride the same rock at the same time
Well believe me you, that'll do
Oh Savannah, Savannah