River Runs Still
Words & Music by Tom Callinan, © Cannu Yusic, LTD.
Still waters run deep, deep waters run still;
But the Still is not stagnant, the Still is not dead. The Still is living Still!
The Still flows out of Putnam County, Southeast
from Sanford's Pond,
It winds through downtown Danbury, turns North, meandering on.
For 17 miles, through countryside of several Connecticut towns,
It twists 'til it joins with the Housatonic, then heads South towards the Sound
In the early 1800's, as pretty as you please,
The clear, pure Still was bordered by stands of tall shade trees.
Christians baptizing in the Still River's waters oftentimes would meet
Fishermen, swimmers, bathers, and waders, escaping the summer's heat.
But the Industrial Revolution harnassed The Still for
Factories and hatteries rose on banks that had been deflowered.
Many a hatter was maddened by mercury, while rubbish, sewage, and waste,
In The Still spawned diseases where fish once thrived; The Still was a great disgrace
In 1900, The Still was a sewer, its waters polluted and
Forgotten and long abused, no fish, no waterfowl.
After Danbury flooded in '55, they contained that squalid stream,
In a downtown, concrete channel, where The Still may still be seen
In the 1990's, the tide turned, when treatment at Lime
Transformed that tainted tributary and clean water spilled into The Still.
While not yet pristine, newfound pickerel mean The Still is being restored.
And someday it may be stocked with fish, and that's never happened before.
Neglect and abuse nearly killed The Still River,
Toxic waste almost snuffed it out,
But people showed they still cared for The Still,
Which someday might spawn trout.
Great changes can come in one generation, if people have the will,
And when skeptics say we can't be successful, just point them to The Still.
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Last update: March 10, 2001 11:50 PM