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River

River
there are no starts in the city
Here there is no telephone in the trees
Beautiful days all on the waters
And all I can do is write you a letter

River
It's cold here in the morning
Later, I can see it in your eyes
Wild and white we follow the canyon
quiet at night we stare at the skies


Leaving you now will never change me But in a way will just change the view All I can see is the highway

River You'll carry me through the fire Maybe you'll drown me in your arms But if I die fast it won't be like dying When I rise again the ashes are gone Leaving you now will never change me But in a way will just change the view All I can see is the highway All I can see is you