Where The River Flows

Do you still cry for the past?
For the things you held that didn't last
Did you learn too much from the books you read?
Too many thoughts that turned and swirled in your head
You've got to sell your books, your maps, your clothes
You've got to burn what can't be sold
You've got to let yourself go
Where the river flows

You tell yourself that you're not alone
You surround yourself with plastic friends
And still you walk so tall
But evening comes, your makeup runs
The night goes on and on and on
And you used to be so strong
But It's hard to smile when you've lived too long
It hurts to feel this old
You've got to let yourself go
Where the river flows

So you fill up your life with these souvenirs
Make your little world feel more secure
You close your eyes, seal your lips
You hide your mind from it all
You walk, you talk
You live, you breathe
Just the same as before
But the lines on your face have given so much away
You can't hide anymore
And the spirits you spurn will never let you sleep
You've got to bury the ghosts, bury the ghosts
You've got to let yourself go
Where the river flows

You've got a chain round your neck
A rope round your legs
And you try to believe that you're free
Your arms are tied, your eyes are blind
Your hands can't move to feel
Your body aches your fingers rake
At the shattered heart of your dreams
Your throat is torn your voice is hoarse
As you scream you scream, you scream you scream
You've got to cut the rope
Let yourself go
Where the river flows

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