Spilling my Guts

Dum-de-dum, what a lovely day on the river. The sun is out, the fish are swimming. Could it get any better tha…hey, what the hell? Who put this thing in the way?? Oh, what’s that? You want me to stand here for how long, just so I can go through a tiny hole and fall hundreds of feet? Ah, man. I miss the mountains.

- About a dam, from the water’s point of view