There is magic at Casa del Rio Riverhouse
Where the river flows and the fall winds blow
Bringing the secrets they hold from long ago

The Indians were here in this very place
Leaving arrowheads and burnt rocks to be found by another race.

Their dugout canoes they used to fish and explore
Bringing home deer and fish for the food they dried and stored.

Caves in the hillsides provided shelter and protection
From enemy tribes and their destruction

The solitude here is soothing and peaceful
Giving renewed strength to all, and all are welcome

Love is in the air
It bounces everywhere
Enough for all to share