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Rivers
Take me to the side of your river
And let me observe the calm and treacherous
The water lillies and flowers that grow there
And maybe I'll understand the tears flowing down your face.
I'll take you to my river right now
Where the water runs shallow most days
On offdays, the river holds so much
Water overflows onto the banks.
Flowers grew there, but my water is poisoned
Occasionally nothing but blood dominates,
Don't ask me of its origins, don't ask its purpose
I'll take you to my river and maybe
You'll save me from drowning...
Baptize me in your tears and I'll cleanse you in mine.
And let me observe the calm and treacherous
The water lillies and flowers that grow there
And maybe I'll understand the tears flowing down your face.
I'll take you to my river right now
Where the water runs shallow most days
On offdays, the river holds so much
Water overflows onto the banks.
Flowers grew there, but my water is poisoned
Occasionally nothing but blood dominates,
Don't ask me of its origins, don't ask its purpose
I'll take you to my river and maybe
You'll save me from drowning...
Baptize me in your tears and I'll cleanse you in mine.
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