| The coldest night came in the spring
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| The final frost was laid again
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| We draft the roof, froze the shoots, killed the flowers
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| And stole the colour from the sun
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| Oh let the river in, burst the dams and start again
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| Oh let the river in, the will of men can’t hold it in
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| Oh let the river in, as the blood beneath my skin
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| Let the river in — nature plays, nature wins
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| You held on to my hands like a vice
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| You turn the screw, turn them right
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| But there’s a point, there’s a limit where we break
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| The current finds the quickest way
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| So let the river in, burst the dams and start again
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| Oh let the river in, the will of men can’t hold it in
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| Oh let the river in, as the blood beneath my skin
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| Let the river in — nature plays, nature wins
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| (I hear the breaking of bricks and walls)
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| (I feel the rhythm of the water)
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| I hear the breaking of bricks and walls
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| I feel the rhythm of the water
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| Oh let the river in, burst the dams and start again
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| Oh let the river in, the will of men can’t hold it in
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| Oh let the river in, as the blood beneath my skin
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| Let the river in — nature plays, nature wins
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| Oh let the river in, burst the dams and start again
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| Oh let the river in, the will of men can’t hold it in
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| Oh let the river in, as the blood beneath my skin
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| Oh let the river in — nature plays, nature wins |