Walking up the Onesquethaw
you wouldn't believe what I saw
Water flowing underground
doesn't make any sound

You'll never see
sunlight through these trees
While you're asleep

This water runs deep
The walls get so steep
come up on the waterfall
no way around these wall

You'll never know
where this water flow
Sometimes when it snows
you might see the sinkholes

(Year's at the spring
Day's at the morn
Lark's on the wing
Snail's on the thorn)