River's Blueprint

[Verse 1]
That river runs low, thick with clay, where the old church leans a bit,
But a soul can find its truest plumb, in the deepest, muddy pit.
We built this town on rock and sweat, and promises whispered low,
And just like timber needs a frame, some truths need room to grow.

[Chorus]
Oh, the muddy water cleanses deep, right down to the bone,
Lays a new foundation, on a spirit tired and grown.

[Verse 2]
The deacon’s voice, a steady beam, cut through the valley air,
As each worn denim figure stepped, past the creek bank’s humble stair.
No fancy church or gilded spire, just the sky above your head,
And the quiet strength of folks who know, a new life can be led.

[Chorus]
Oh, the muddy water cleanses deep, right down to the bone,
Lays a new foundation, on a spirit tired and grown.

[Bridge]
Some called it wild, some called it plain, just a splash and a cold embrace,
But I saw the rebar of resilience, in every single face.
That old train whistle, mournful, distant, carried the prayers downstream,
Of souls finding their structural integrity, living out a sacred dream.

[Outro]
Muddy water, clean souls, a river’s blueprint, bold and true.
Lays a new foundation, for me and for you.