| This river runs uphill, without end
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| And where it goes
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| No one knows
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| One simply cannot understand
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| You said there are no dead ends
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| Even so — it seems as though
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| We’ve circled back here once again
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| This river flows nowhere, so endlessly
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| If there’s a way (though who’s to say?)
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| Let this river meet the sea
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| We’ve always been here
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| And if we’re never to reach the land
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| The Loreley’s command
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| Keeps us all dreaming
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| And we’ll sleep in the deep of a curious sea
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| Let them drown your soul in waves
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| Take my hand, bid a last farewell to the land
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| And here we’ll stay
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| In the deep we will be unseasonably
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| Beyond the pale
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| This river flows nowhere, so violently
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| But it’s the way, our only way
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| And ever after we shall be
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| And we’ll go down, down, down, down, down
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| Much further down than we have ever been
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| If you ever want to see me again… |