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Rivers
stitches
and they’re running
blurring the edges
like dreaming
can’t feel them anymore
my fingers frozen to the fold
CHORUS
just so you know
It didn’t mean nothing to me
that river did something to me
Just so you know
I guess those good days are gone
isn’t that how it sometimes goes?
kinda like how the river flows
guess those good days are gone
bleeding
the river bends
his skin
kissed and beading
never enough years to spend
hearts frozen to the road
CHORUS
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