This song was written for people that I have loved and lost to death or life, to sickness, circumstances or bacause it was their time.

In the chorus I sing about silver bangles. These really exist and were melted down from a silver brush and mirror set belonging to my namesake grandmother. When Martha who was my black mother for 30 years, left for the farm to finish her house, my mother gave us each three bangles to link us.

I went overseas, my mother to Cape Town and Martha to Rust de Winter.  The chorus is just a reminder that we all return to spirit.

Life is like a river, songs for unborn, wanted children,
It wasn't time, goodbye

Life is like a river, a sweet goodbye for a man, who had the heart of William the Conqueror,
And fought like a lion, the disease, goodbye

Life is like a river, ode to my black mother, who worked her whole life long for a house
Then closed her eyes and died, goodbye

Chorus:

But wild winds, and silver bangles, until we meet again
And soft stars and dancing angels, until we meet again.

Life is like a river, a love gone forever

It floats away and is lost to the sea

Life is like a river, a river that meets up with the sea, do not grieve, do not grieve

(repeat chorus)