| There’s a river down from Ghost Ranch New Mexico
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| Left by torrents that tore through here long ago
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| It carved out sculpture and left this show
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| When the canyon floor is dry
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| And there’s a river close to home that never seems to flow
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| Some part of me that couldn’t break the dam below
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| Just slow turning circles that won’t let go
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| Waiting just to fly
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| I can’t wait any longer
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| With these stones around my heart that keep me shy
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| So I pray, the river stronger, so I may, before I die
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| Say goodbye and run like the river run dry
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| I want to sweat through every pore running faster when it’s hot
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| And catch up to who I can be and drop the things I’m not
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| And be sure by the end I gave it all I’ve got
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| And pray to just hold on
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| So by the finish line I wouldn’t mind falling like rain
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| 'Stead of saving it for someday, when someday never came
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| I want to open up early, push against the pain
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| And feel my heart beat strong
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| I can’t wait, any longer
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| There are dreams within my heart I have to try
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| So I pray the river stronger, so I may, before I die |
| Say goodbye and run like the river run dry
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| Let me fall, I can’t wait any longer
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| With these stones around my heart that keep me shy
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| So I pray, the river stronger, so I may, before I die
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| Say goodbye and run like the river run dry |