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Oh rolling river |
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Go greet the seas across the ink black night |
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Oh rolling river |
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This day the skyline been my guiding light |
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Oh rolling river |
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I haul this hunted brow across the tides |
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The prayers that delivering |
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I'll cut my teeth upon the Dresden ice |
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Where blue skies climb |
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And grabbing hands don't reach for mine |
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Where the living heart |
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I have found no favour with the stars |
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Oh rolling river |
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I landed blows that have nearly taken life |
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The fake in gods sliver |
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The word dryed up but then I learned my mind |
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And as a child |
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I watched the noble hearts turn wild |
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Where the living heart |
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I have found no favour with the stars |
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Beneath the burning shoreline |
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A month of mornings rain |
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Oh rolling river keep rolling |
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On and and we remain |
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Oh rolling river |
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Go greet the seas across the ink black night |
