River

If I've lost my soul
To the big swirling hole
If you find my life
Has sunk deeper than the knife
I'll find a river to bleed in

That girl lost her mind
To the man who she said was mine
And she can't buy herself back
Without me

I'm out on a limb
And though the rope
May be thin
It won't break
If I fall
From the tree

He holds her tight
To keep the lights on
Through the night
And the neighbour looks in
Through the windows to see

And out on the trail
There's a man
Looking to fail
He thinks if he believes
He'll be free

And every minute
Of every day
In the same old tired way
I see so many
Birds follow me

I see so many
Birds follow me



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Gross
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