Ron Lindeman: "The River"

But I remember us riding in my brother's car,
Her body tan and wet down by the reservoir.
At night on those banks I'd lie awake
And hold her close just to feel each breath she'd take.
Now those memories come back to haunt me.
They haunt me like a curse.
Is a dream a lie if it don't come true?
Or is it something worse
That takes me down to the river
Though I know that the river is dry.
That takes me down to the river tonight..."
--Bruce Springsteen (from "The River ")